Biscay Bay

Entering the world of Biscay Bay means bringing opposites together, moving away from the obvious, forgetting the distinctions between body and mind, machine and instrument, mastered and spontaneous.

Here, everything intersects and recomposes, the organic and the technological, the rhythmic and the contemplative, Europe and Mexico, Steve Reich and Aphex Twin. Nothing clashes, everything mixes and adds up.

The impalpable becomes solid, like a white sheet taking shape, heavy and light at the same time. A world in itself. Ghosts come to life, the invisible becomes visible and the tangible dissolves.

To enter the world of Biscay Bay is to enter the dance. It's all about rhythm, breath and movement. The movement of a woman alone in a park, who dashes forward and takes over the space. The movement of a hand that comes to life like a strange animal, then an arm, a foot, followed by a headless body that suddenly splits to become a double and give birth to a couple that brushes against each other, moves apart, loses itself and finds itself again.

To enter the world of Biscay Bay is to forget what you think you know and start all over again.