Le coeur d'un la bouche d'un autre / One’s heart, another’s mouth

Alone in the room. Setting the space with props and forming ideas. Inaction presents itself, a state of delay. Initiated by obsessions and compulsions, my limbs and words become jerky offshoots of movement, played back in my mind, dissected over and over. Feeling all time, a sense of dread and anticipation. Ease each other into it. Meeting in small apartment spaces, our work is transformed. Loosened through dialogue and proximity, concepts have space to move. Mind blocks coaxed into new channels for thinking and feeling. I am introduced into her space, she into mine.