RONDE DES COEURS: KARINE ROUGIER — JACQUES PRÉVERT
il sera plus facile de dire qu’on a rêvé..
Nina Léger, 2019
They dance in a circle, to the song of amplified movements and breaths - inhalation, extension, exhalation, compression - they approach, they embrace, they wrap around, they touch, they tie, hand in hand - and if the fingers slip in a palm sweaty from having squeezed too hard, they grab the wrist, the elbow or the shoulder, they find a hold no matter what, so as not to let anything slip from the other, their rhythm, their momentum, to hold on to the body that dances and carries them along, but could well run away.
They form a world, cheek against breast, small body against larger, brush against skin, eye reversed, masks dropped, put back on, changed, changing,
Soon there may be no more contours, no body of one's own in front of the body of the other.
It could be that the scene will fade as it was born - the only memory: the dust of their gestures, a coloured mist on the back of their eyelids —
it will be easier to say that we were dreaming...