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A digression pulling us from the collective. It’s about letting go, suspending belief, being adventurous, being reborn. It’s capturing moments of pure pleasure, delight and enjoyment. It’s about what’s not and what should be. It’s about past and present. It’s about human beings living and breathing, striving for pleasure. Releasing primal desire; buried or subsumed in adulthood. Lines and boundaries we struggle to cross – hovering between intimacy and detachment, passion and lethargy, incorrectness and decorum. Its about the transcience of life, treasuring dreams and memories. Knowing darkness, striving for light. Savouring moments of fresh air and glorious sunshine. It’s about singing, skipping and clapping. Soaring like a bird, knowing your soul, getting caught up in magic; it’s about ideas. It’s giving two fingers to a culture which demands perfection. It’s about questioning notions of what we value and cherish. It’s playful, contradictory and absurd. It’s not perfect, not even nearly.