As a child my mother used to read to me the fairy tale The Wizard of the City of Emeralds by Alexander Melentjewitsch Wolkow and that is how I imagine Ellie and her little dog flying away in the tornado into this other world, full of adventures.

this is dance, so aesthetic and filigrane, yet it also reminds me of alga in the sea, gently moved by the waves of the water

only love can heal the wounds of the past. However, the intensity of our woundedness often leads to a closing of the heart, making it impossible for us to give or receive the love that is given to us.