Embrace each other right there in the middle of the crowd. There is no more space between your skin and mine, We are linked here just like that, In front of the rest of the world looking at us. We are awfully alive, awfully concious. I bear you beyond the world. Let’s drink and relish the intensity of that moment. Let’s laugh and laugh as it is forbidden to do so . I look at you and you are revolving between my hands. You are light, i follow you, you are supporting me. Let’s dance on the rubble of our lives. Let’s laugh, yes let’s laugh about our death soon to come. Despite this world going wrong, let’s laugh, let’s love each other. Sliding on the ground as our lives slide on the skin of the world. Let’s be alive in the midst of others This is our last act of resistance.
A man and a woman embracing each other, at first almost invisible. Then they are holding each other tighter. It is a metaphorical fusion. They are slowly slipping into each other’s clothes, Stretching their skin beyond any reasonable extent. They explode. Unreal, a sublimation of feminine and masculine.
There is no limit into space, they are shoving lines as well as people in the public. Unreasonable and sudden portés. Sharing knowing looks . They are unashamed just like life.
— -Thanks to Urbains de Minuit, to the Friche Belle de Mai and to Le 109 –
Choreographic pas de deux /Duration: 20 min/Visible over 360° Choreography by Lisie Philip Music by Merakhaazan Video by Raphael Thiers