Inspired by Dadaists, Stand still you ever-moving spheres of heaven unrolls a long white linoleum. On it, two figures speak in a language that belongs only to them, in a space-time that eludes us. They mix and interweave remnants of words and reminiscences of English and move forward in their conversation according to established terms of dialogue. We recognize attitudes, words, intonations, but the understanding is constantly blurred.
In this minimalist microcosm of fantasy in motion, they use their hands to connect, to dialogue, to create meaning: their hands become hand-objects, hand-masks, hand-prostheses. The languor and the delicacy of this pantomimic gesture encourage the appearance of the fantastic. Charged with surreal spurts, Chiara Taviani and Henrique Furtado’s duet awakens the imagination.