I cover my face with a hood, and holding a ball in my hand, I perform a blind dance trying not to lose the ball. Each time the ball falls, I start the dance again.

The condition of being blind allows me to embody spontaneous, almost unconscious movements, while the condition of holding a ball in my hand imposes dynamics of control and balance.

The work inscribes itself in this paradox of keeping control by losing control celebrating the stubborn optimism of those who fall, and fall again to then rise up.