I Float, I Drown, I Float by Rodolfo Di Giammarco

Atacama’s dance gives rise to physical, pictorial and visionary poetry, with strong interactions of sound.

Variations of arms, evolutions of legs, palpitation of breaths, subtle research of images and physical poetry: this is the flow of I Float, I Drown, I Float … Visions beyond any narrative purpose, with the experimental electronic scores of Epsilon Indi.

Rodolfo Di Giammarco

La Repubblica Roma

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