press release:

Seven modes on the wall, and some free jazz laughing in the corner of the room.
One small room as a mutual present, the backstage of our presence.

Is the piano tuned? I thought you liked it blue in your belly button. Resonances by the bloody like curtain.
Fluids bend themselves in acute pliés.
A laugh dancing out from the canvas

Baroque modes healing theory, after the date with a painting.

Merci maestro!