A calm start. We are all sitting in the space, I start playing the keyboard slowly. The fan is already on, the parachute is on the ground, Despina and Dory sit in the space while the audience comes in. The performers get stuck or slippery, as does my voice. We are searching, curious, with a lump in the throat. There are two audible differentiating parts, first the calm piano music with my eerie singing; in the middle an abrupt change to noisy repetitive loop, now only layering voice. This part is more urgent, messy.

Two circular projections are our light sources, one green video of frozen bubbles and a pink/red video of spit and gum and more spit, projected through the space sideways, crossing, catching the floor, wall or parachute and performers.