An acrobatic architect composes in space with kilos of concrete. He builds towers, the towers turn into a city, a desolate plain, a human being.
Every time Jonas tries to lay the final block, his work turns out to be unfinished. He balances precariously on tottering towers, leaping on his hands from stone to stone. But regardless of what he tries: everything remains perfectly stiff and silent. Until he puts on the concrete: spinning on leaden shoes, he orchestrates a small ballet, in a duet with a massive ball he skims close past his audience. He (re)builds his whole body. Even when he almost succumbs under the weight, Jonas just manages to find the freedom for a duet between toe and little finger.
When Jonas puts his concrete head in the hands of the audience, they become co-authors of his creation. In a world of travelling and palpable sound, they rebuild the world together. Result: vibrant new circus-sound theatre with the audience at the centre. With drumming blocks, a petrified acrobat and dancing concrete.
