A vertical light-line (a searchlight) rotates, marking space and duration. Sounds of wobbling plastic, thunders, eminent from screens being-carried. Lighting up.

Led-strip embroidered frames cover and uncover fragments of body and space, moving (beingmoved) in delicate rhythms of light and touch, not strobing, not freezing. Highlighting. Coordinations float free from restrains. Intimacy becomes landscape becomes cage. The vanishing point is swallowed by the dancers as they relocated their relation to the room, the light, and each other, exploring a relational topology generated by their own, hand-held, framing light sources.

Leaning against the walls, the frames function as background. Backlight.

The dancers reach out toward each other. Blending, spiralling. Entangling. Improvisations within a given, personal, language game.
How to grasp without a hand, how to decentralise perspective (horizontalizing). How to find connection and leverage points in the topography of the other. Praying mantises dancing in the darkness.

The frames return as walls. Stability, stillness; Protection.

Like a reversed explosion, a monolith is constructed. Screens all around them, enveloping them with shiny dark matter. A hiding place, a room for two. A chamber of beginnings.

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Lights off. One by one.

Searchlight keeps on spinning.

 

As a self-contained constellation, there is no hidden puppetry taking place as a back-stage does not exist. All light, sound, and movement are being controlled and activated by the dancers as space is composed through movement, exposed in its relational, fluid possibilities.

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