breath

We're at a stage in our work -- a very, very early one -- where everything is discovery.

Baby steps. Understanding the distance between our bodies as something that connects as well as separates. Training openness. Allowing impulses, allowing responses.

The project is new. Connected to school, yes, but bigger than any single subject. It is our attempt to perform our way out of a theatre-as-literature paper. But it is also a feeling, intuition, that our bodies can say something together. That something will happen if we close ourselves in the auditorium for long enough.

We only know where we are starting. A miniature text, a single page, with nothing but stage directions. Four bodies. A space.

It's going to be quite the trip.