This show is a slice of life, a moment to share.
A space to dare to embrace fragility.
To lose one’s footing, to lose one’s bearings and, ultimately, to let go and savour the absurdity.
They are there. She. He. An empty space. A bicycle. And everything that might happen, from one moment to the next, if we dare to make room for the uncertain, for the imperceptible.
They go round in circles, they face each other, they dance, fall and roll in the dust.
Bodies flit about, pile up, stumble.
 They clash and harmonise. Voices speak, shout and laugh.
It speaks of time passing, too quickly, of things to do, of being overwhelmed, of guilt, of a galloping horse, of kicking up dust, of giving each other a break… We mustn’t just stand there!
And why not…
They arrived, there was nothing. They left and something had changed.
Behind them, the echoes of their transformation. Fleeting traces, swept away by the next gust of wind.