We hurry. We hurry a lot. Then we wait. I am always waiting for myself to arrive. I have to wait for my soul to arrive too. We always want to rush ahead. The last time I was in such a rush, I had to wait a long time for myself to catch up. Why do we rush so much? It’s so good to stop. To take a breath. To breathe. To not rush, to not catch up again. Because that might mean coming face-to-face with myself. It’s good to stop. To take a breath. To breathe. To be free.

fast movement, slow movement, complex combinations, swift encounters, partnering, synchronized movement, uncertainty, almost running, questions, group dynamics, partnering, oh no not again, relationships, honesty, failed attempts, conversion, long rehearsals, adaptation, frustration, snuggling, anger, a bit of cake, seduction, long distances, manipulation, understanding, togetherness, attention, curiosity, exploration, ambition, failure, fear, a sigh, a song. a musical composition maybe.

Performers / Creators: Csaba Varga / Márton Csuzi, Bea Egyed, Andor Rusu, Milán Újvári, Jessica Simet
Music: Ábris Gryllus, Péter Kunert, Nils Frahm
Light: Dávid Kovácsovics
Costume: Julcsi Kiss
Stage &alpine technics: György Zoltai
Props: András Till
Assistant to director: Attila Soós
Assistant to choreographer: Márton Csuzi
Production assistant: Barbara Czveiber
Stage design, choreography and director: Éva Duda