Àbito

Autumn 2016.

Removed the old brown sofa, that of grandma Lina and the small leather armchair, that of grandpa Gimme.
Removed the lamp in the middle of the room.
Disconnected the television and the air-conditioning.
Removed the blu carpet on the ground.
Removed the small wood and glass table.
Covered the white curtains with cellophane.
The roller shutter always low.
So that the 16 squared meters of the living room are completely free from obstacles.
Only walls and the floor.

Only the two of us in the living room.
Us, a camera and lots of ideas.
We were already thinking about the presence of the audience, on the bottom of the room behind the eye of the camera.
We were thinking about the audience in the same way you think something far to come.
Something one day will surely come but for two years we decided to close the door to everybody.

That very long autumn, in the empty living room, days of rehearsal became nights and being awake and sleep confused with each other.
And the characters who sticked their nose into those daydreams ended to stay with us for the all day long.
The day after, everything from the beginning.
In that period we used to read the book “Neve, Cane, Piede (Snow, Dog, Foot)” by Claudio Morandini.
And the first choreography we wrote was so called: nevecanepiede (snowdogfoot).

We started this way.