performing at Brunakra Residency April 4 2015, 8pm
On the inside of the body it must be dark, really dark. Maybe even darker at night than by day. Who will ever see this ultimate darkness?
Does our body become darker as the days, months, years pass? Maybe its density grows every day because we absorb what we see? Or do we get lighter, because of the exposure to light?
Why are we afraid of the dark? The darkest place must be the safest place, but yet, in that place, we aren’t even certain of our own existence…