Materials help me enliven my stages, on which I perform. Not live, but direct. That is, I relive my contradictions, I transfer them and allow them to run their course. It would be the same result as that of a river, which has its waters renewed but carries pebbles. It is quite a typical cycle: that is why I use transparency: it allows me to breathe and find depths easier.
Complicity lies in the space where I locate events. I organize the hideouts which are, later, discovered by strangers' gazes.
It is an intrusion into fabrics, which work as veils. They are little deposits of recollections, the result of my experience; a very sweet drowsiness remaining in my memory.