A name. Two dates and a line between them. As if it were enough. If we could just say everything by this much. About how he/she lived, what kind of person he/she was, if he/she loved chocolate or what was his/her favorite color. How many times did he/she cry out of joy or sadness? If he/she was ever in love… And what were his/her thoughts about life and death…

Levko Estella`s and Magyari Etelka`s performance is gently spinning, with smooth gestures the wires of losing, forgiveness and letting go. It`s not seeking for answers, but questions, exploring and underlining. It brings all the things that are not spoken about, or which we find difficult to talk about, closer to us while in the same time it puts them between quotation marks. It`s not judging, but merely pointing out. It shows us the fragility of life, the irreversibility of the caresses and words we share, the soundness of life which, in a brief moment, comes back into itself. It gives us time and space to talk about all the things we should say before we go.