The workshop of a spoiled girl

I breathe in public space.
I close my eyes and I breathe. I am big. I am small. I discover the enivironment.
I try to listen. I try to embody. I try to embody and transform.

What can this body be besides my own perception?
What is it for the environment?
How can i change perception of space through my body?

I follow my own musical line. Is it known? Is it borrowed?

Can I have a melodic skin?

Can I embrace the space? Can the space embrace me back?

How can I signal the world through my muscles?

My bones can keep a beat.

My body looses its references.

I can walk from this state.

We can walk together.

Let’s recreate public space through sound and body

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