I am always fascinated by the look of a person discovering their vocal abilities for the first time. We live in a deafening world where it is fashionable to be silent (preferably). Speaking, crying, shouting, singing is nevertheless necessary.

Once the voice is released from its cage, you have to experience rhythm, the connection to the heart, to the roots. Feel the tempo and finally meet other voices, in unity.

Then comes improvisation with confidence – the experience of the tightrope walker letting the voice be what she always wanted it to be : free.