A body in the water outlines an imprint on the sea, quickly disappearing on the surface. The reflection of an intense blue becomes dark, almost black, like the depth of the ocean. The presences of the exterior reverberate offshore, shifting the harmony of its waters. Immersed in the Chañaral de Aceituno cove, children and beings who live there submerge us in water’s typical frequency and dynamics, a gait that doesn’t walk and whose progress spreads in freed.
