An infinite second to stand still
The winds inviting me away
Scirocco, Levant, Mistral, all chained in their own trajectory
Me, without name nor direction, I dance.
A dance that will never ends,
Humanity moving to the rhythms of the winds
Follow the artist along through this act where grace and strength merge into a waltz of which we know neither the beginning nor the end, humanity moving at the rhythm of the winds. A magnificent act performed on a freestanding pole that requires really little space.
