Memories and dreams resonate in the box of time, where the past and the future do not always succeed each other in that order. By water, by fire, by hands. The body, mutable matter, from the languid seduction to the catastrophe of the shard. Everything in black and red. As in roulette, bodies come into play.

When we think of sound, the first image is that of invisible waves traveling through the air, captured by our ears and interpreted by our brains. But beyond its auditory dimension, sound has weight, movement and strength. Sound has a story in itself and the body incessantly searches for a story.