The work is a poetic piece about knowing how to love oneself. Two figures on the stage, suggesting a polarity and a journey from death to love. Accompanied by the music, the musician, the deep sound of the wind on metal. The nakedness responds to that place of intimacy where questions no longer exist. Beauty in the nakedness of what is and what happens. Sometimes, the sublimity of a hand that touches, exchanging warmth and sweat; sometimes a hand that loves badly. At other times, the effort of practising and sustaining love. It is built and it is destroyed, like the act of breathing.

It is a dance of that which enters each universe and tries to swallow it up in order to spit out something new. Two people who provoke the impulse to tighten the bonds but who want to keep them loose so that they can be untied quickly. Nakedness is an act of dying, like exhaling; it’s throwing everything away so that something new can begin, and, at the same time, nakedness is about building on the illusion that this was finally it.

The piece could be read from the back to the front, where the journey and the meaning of a sentimental union appear. A piece that goes from black to white, from a covered space to an open space.

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