What is the relationship between hierarchy and heroism?
What is a family?

In The Stone, the Sorrow the family entity is placed as an object of study, focusing on hierarchical constructions that compose and question it, based on a traditionalist mentality in which parenthood assumes a mythological role as an untouchable heroic space.
The process of excavation between the public and the private starts from the analogy created between the idea of family and the quarries existing in national territory ⎯ 2500 accounted for to date, more than half of which are inactive, assumed as mines in the open-air landscape. They are spaces of human excavation on a surface that meets an unknown terrain, opening wounds in geographical areas of the territory worn out by abandonment, in an intimacy parallel to that which is hidden in family constructions, assumed as spaces of imprisonment and liberation ⎯ characteristics that the performative body has been taking over in contemporary artistic practices, paying attention to a body full of constant losses.
Relating the concepts of reconstruction, myth and romanticism, the choreographer revisits the musical work that marks the dance history of 20th century: “Prélude à l'après-midi d'un Faune”, by Claude Debussy.

"I observed my country from above. There, my parents multiplied between towns and villages, building families that were not mine. Big families and small families, single families or in groups, with and without houses. Tables full and pockets completely empty, families with quiet mouths and images that are only familiar on the outside. Looking down, I also saw open wounds in the earth, endless excavations, some cared for and others abandoned, some filled with water and others simply in the open, inspected by iron animals that we decided to call cranes so that the heavy work would not be confused with animal exploitation (my father and mother have always been working animals). The families of the people and the families of the holes became too many to keep a clear view of, I lost my parents and their new families (who may be mine or else those parents never belonged to me). I realise that maybe I am nowhere, that everything is a huge hole of fallen stone. There is no more country, no more parents, no more family ⎯ everything is everything, and everything brings the principle of nothingness: to start digging again from the inside." ⎯ Daniel Matos