Born at the beginning of the 80s between Auvergne, Armorique and America, when France bit the silver bullet. April fools day in the 2007th year of the Gregorian calendar, there was a crossing of threads. There began a history and story of trajectories, crossfire, needlepoint stitching, tears, knots of unworked wood. A swatch of sheer fabric without weft or chains, somewhere between silk and self, decorated with opaque and varied patterns, executed by hand or by machine. A loom of connections giving rise to prickly landscapes, harmonious discords, half-veiled numerical sequences, texts enamelled in the dual voice of rusty strings... From rehearsals beneath screwed-in rafters to public detours on clapboard stages. In short, lacy chiaroscuro, a work in progess, still on the loom. The performances take their course in function of time and weather. A phonographic record of these exploits, and others, was committed to memory in September, 2007 at the Chaudelande studios, Saint Pierre Eglise, France.
