On the day this piece is born, Viginti Duo longs to dance but can not. Creative life-force is bursting from her.

The vast canvas was made specially for her with greatest love. It has been blank and patient. Now the canvas is calling her.

Viginti Duo overflows. She is releasing raw noises into the wilderness as the paint becomes the dance. Mind melts, bypassed to deeper places.

The dance weaves a story of eternity.

A foetus in the womb, a fox, a sloth, a pheasant, a baby penguin, a bear, the face of a mystical woman, an ancient tribal figure - and more - reveal themselves when the dance has dried.

The mystery becomes the revelation.

Liberatio lucis XXII