She exercises the embodiment of pleasure as a water skin. Mimetic desire of slipping through living beings made her feel like a raccoon. Trying to stretch roles by gender-playing, re-enacting languages and stories. Outputs are affective, temporary archives of community-empowerment, building new alliances. She does arts as well as many other precarious jobs: music may be a spectrum of a no-working Atlantide.
I work in between and live in between Rome, Marseille and Venice.