Living very much in the moment, they maintain their innocence. They are rootless, having no attachment to the terrestrial world. In this current time of conflict between the law of blood and the law of land, they are free from any rules, able to bring us new perspectives on territory.
They play, they juggle, they rejoice, in time, matter and space. Moments of falling and flying intermingle with moments of vertiginous effort and sudden immobility.
In this frantic chase they work as closely as the fingers of a single hand, engaged in a constant reconfiguration of the heart. They climb, they fall, they are afraid, they surprise each other, they linger in moments of suspended activity.
They have to maximise their physical skills to be able to sustain and reinvigorate this journey’s direction; each performer at once shares in and feeds into the others’ magnificence. At times conflict and rifts take centre stage. Then, emptied of their divinity, they are reduced to their temporal and physical essence. They can possess only that which they renounce.