AUTUMN WALK

Colors, comfort, change — we sing nursery rhymes that tell of falling leaves and blowing winds.

We set off on a walk to gather treasures: swirling leaves, twisted branches, the sound of footsteps along the paths.  

With our discoveries, we invent gestures and sounds: the round dance of the leaves, the breath of the wind, the steady rhythm of the rain, or the silence of nightfall.  

We pause in front of a mysterious house, imagining its inhabitants, dressing it with our creations, shades, and textures collected from nature. The house comes alive with notes and colors.  

The movements of nature turn into music, and music carries us into dance. Lines, colors, and textures guide our voices, instruments, and bodies, bringing the house of dead leaves to life. Autumn awakens in music, gestures, and colors — like a grand score we compose together, a home where we would all love to live, an autumn walk.