A confrontation with cold and my balancing body, with the gain and loss of speed and gravity.

"Fading echoes – almost slipped away from me – physical memories shoot back into my body as if they had never been gone. I can feel my body throwing itself into curves and leaning, against where there is nothing to lean on. Naturally. In deepest basic trust.

I can feel the speed it seeks, builds up, enjoys so much. And which now frightens me so much. I can feel every tilt of my body, every powerful push of my legs, every shift in weight,every change in pressure on my wafer-thin edges. I feel every nuance.

I feel the memory in every fiber – a deep longing – that grows into a demanding, consuming physical desire, while this, my body, simply cannot respond."

This almost 20-minute solo, about my relationship to frozen water as a floor, was developed on the basis of the dramaturgical training with Dr. Maren Witte

(Tanzscout Berlin).

"When the ice breaks..." was premiered at the Festival Théâtre & Danse in Monéteau, France and is the counterpart to "how strange you are", a short performance on plastic ice.