How is Now is archaic. The stage is set with a drum kit and a dancer. We are stuck in its history and expectation. We are here to observe time and re-shape the way it frames us. We walk, talk, blink too fast or too slow. Gestures lose their meaning with repetition and we find ourselves slipping into a way of using our limbs to which we are unaccustomed. With these rhythms we will celebrate the failures and mistakes of trying to fit in.
We move until we no longer can, we move until we disappear.