Delicate wooden branches hang in fragile balance, surrounded by invisible electromagnetic fields. As the audience moves nearby, their presence disturbs this balance and triggers inductor microphones that awaken soft, electric songs.
Each gesture becomes part of the composition. The sticks seem to listen and respond, vibrating gently between stillness and motion. Their song is born from the moment, from proximity, from chance.
Here, sound becomes a trace of encounter.
a dialogue between human and object, between movement and sensitivity, between what is alive and what only pretends to be.