The body of Sofiane Ouissi circulates between the boxes of this magic square, listening to the other bodies that cross the same space. No demonstration here, freedom is in the measure of micro-gestures decomposed, in the crumpling of a wing, in the beating of a heart to better dialogue with that of another. The rhythms increase in power carried by a musical creation that is united to the choreographic phrasing and the signs graphitized on the ground.

Each movement is an ode, each breath a fragile narrative.