A solitary condition of points; as things are left to wither, we accumulate color.

"In 'No. 18,' Philadelphia-based Tori Lawrence placed her two dancers—Ellie Goudie-Averill and Amy Lynne Barr—amid graffiti-covered concrete pylons between which the viewer glimpses a brownish waterway lined on one side by trees. The dancers’ crunchy footsteps, the gritty setting, and occasional yearning piano music create a similar sense of mystery, though far darker, to Bibler’s interpretation."

LYNN BROOKS, THINKINGDANCE.NET