There was a rush of darkness and sound to welcome us in to the primordial soup and then….

A First Back appeared – and the wonder of it all !! A clavicular face !! Awash in light in the bottom corner of a gigantic back drop. An engulfing appliqué notion of decay, of mountain ranges, shimmering. Subdued. Earthen ground.

Shoulder blades and spine a fascinating frame for hands, hands an angular accent for the rising and falling of musculature.

There followed 45 minutes of impeccable, animaline embodiments, technically difficult poses and surprising movement: Angular, jittery, stacatto...

Kitt Johnson, Rankefod