It has been, and it was.
2 weeks of deliberation, consternation and (most necessarily) collaboration resulted in a mix and mess of sound and cells.
Dancers danced in the space between body and mind, and concrete walls were leaning on a bed of flute, bassoon and clarinet.
Here are some dancing pixels that go someway, somewhere.
Elle was in sharp focus.
Dancer and Cello. Hello.
They were and there were squares of light in the darkness.
Blue tiles and white tiles. Empty space and double reeds, sweet air and games.