It burns around.
I don’t see the ashes of what burns.
Are we the ashes of that which burns?

The sorgue, in old argotic French, means night.
Sorguer is pulling an all-nighter.
The sorgue also refers to death, the end of the world.

Sorgue says, in one breath, the state of black night where the darkness is total, never absolute, though, where we can barely glimpse.
A dimness.
In these dark nights, time flows and listens to something else; a physical rhythm is established in a mediation that takes place with the movements of penumbra.

Sorgue is a project about night and death where I apprehend the rhythmic breath, the gestures, the music in the time of the wake, the passage to an afterlife.
I gather there my particular interest in some traditional music and contemporary creations that arise at the place of the funeral wake and spiritual vigil, from meditation by entrenchment to black.
I also gather my own free and whimsical imagination linked to the extraordinary of night and death, fear, horror, monsters (Yōkai).

I am writing this project at a time when we are being asked to defy the violence of a so-called apocalyptic time ⎯ a time of death and idleness at different levels of humanity, and to show resilience and resurgence in order to keep cultures alive, to keep desires alive.

What should we do about those who die in droves?
What should we do about what is dying in mass?
What does the time of darkness transform in the body?
What relationship do dance and music have with the passage to death?

Sorgue is a tap dance solo I perform.
I seek choreographic and musical writing starting from falling and rising again and again (gesture already at work in the process of Rage, creation 2025); from elevation and levitation, I can feel within tap dance performance.
The rhythm - rhythms within a rhythm - composes the elasticity of time. Here I work with repetition, bewitchment, and transformation through repetition.
Sorgue is a solo that I wish to be empowered by collaborations and transmission times.