How unwonted it would be to feel the air between oneself and someone else. Here, movements and glances reply to each other, blurring out, giving the witness a little ritual of tiny signs, as if sown in the mute retirement of paces.

Then to imagine, to think, to create a relationship.
To watch each other, to understand each other, to let each other in.
To install an understanding.
Little by little to consider apart.
Little by little to guess, to become intimate.
To act as the 'other-self'.
Like polished pebbles, to work with the tension filled principles of space and duration.
To believe oneself to be alone and then to discover being together.
To testify by two to the strength of fragile gestures, of lines thrown by bare hands in whispered tempos.
Persistence and alteration, to bet on variation, to embody it. To prop up the other - stay, balance - while being always on the move within a geometry of invisible threads.
To expand dance with the living notion of an endless score.
Bruno DEWAELE