Soup

A quiet kitchen. A pot of boiling chicken soup. Three young girls are waiting for the nutritional chicken soup. In the shadow of their mothers and grandmothers, they play with naïvety and dreams, not aware that the nature's reproductive mechanism has begun its operation. Soup is a theatrical poem written with senses. It is about the body of a woman or a female animal.

Title IX

You Are My Water

A fish tank and people dancing. Men, women, obsession and control, all hunters and preys, suck on each other’s breath. A themed party and a live experiment: a couple who participated in an earlier 48-hour intimacy laboratory returned to perform. What do you see? What do you see, when you see them?