The earth is the reflection of the sky and the water in equinox time. The music is an acoustic clock that sounds like hands and precise mechanisms that contrast with horizontal light harmonies.
EQUINOX draws a path in the shadow of space. Its strength is concentrated in a beam of water and light that traverses the two-headed body of an eagle in the air, from a knotted neck whose blood traces the outline of an imaginary silence.
Songs of greenery, warrior songs and flowery songs explode in the diaphanous snail of time. Music is a hypnotic labyrinth of circular lens similar to the deep and sacred cenotes of the Maya, to the water of some eyes, to the astral ear from a listener who profanes the sound and turns it into something alive and memorable.