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Tango · 2007
video · PAL · loop · 0:45 min
The humanbeing is born in solitude.
Out of longing
one invents ways to touch and move.
The beautifull medow is so close to the body.
The body rubs, touches, smells the green.
The body is above the earth,
on a medow, full of daffodills.
Only the motionless reminds of recreation
and death.
Facing death
I take pleasure in the dance.
It is a triumphant bodyexpression
one lives.
The lonely nature of mankind
moves.