We head outside for Origami. The black cave of theatre is replaced with thick grey bubbles and a bright orange-red shipping container.
Fold. A triangular slice from the middle of the container hinges open.
Suspend. As the metal rises, Satchie Noro is revealed inside, hanging over a bar like a ragdoll.
Float. Noro has no concern for gravity. With delicate displays of aerial acrobatics she dangles, climbs and drapes herself slowly around the structure.
So continues the graceful duet between corrugated mountain and lonely heroine. The visual spectacle is dramatic. It's heightened by the vividly contrasting colours of container and costume, and by the continual shape shifting. Noro is a wilting flower, a flying crane, a rock-climbing goat.
Much like the weather, the piece feels cold, making for an emotionally distanced display. Nevertheless, Noro's immense agility and flawless poise are utterly captivating. The piece exudes the poetic magic of the paper art itself.