Two people with helmets. A series of seemingly useless actions. A place from another time. The helmets are, they are. Together they do, undo, ruminate, move looking for a way to be in the world, between poetry and life.
Two women set the body and a mourning process in motion. They gather to remember and dance the teachings of Verónica. Going out dancing is a decision and learning. Also a great possibility of transmuting pain into beauty and a commitment to life.
Two women wander around a pool. They sense, within the water, a universe that frightens them. When diving, passages open to other waters, denser, wilder. These passages transform them until they return to the starting point, which is no longer the same.
