The opera ended up being about one simple thing - disappearance, its inevitability, and its beauty, too. The audience is taken through a series of fragments - four cities: Zora, Valdrada, Moriana and Andria (or, to put it differently, four songs about them, sung by the fantastic soprano and baritone) and four fragments of a lecture on entropy (that I am presenting myself). The lecture fragments are on general entropy, the theory of an ice cube unmelting with time, grand piano reassembling again and, finally, theorising about the possibility for a city to disappear. The fragments are consciously presented in a table-of-contents order, one after another, like a personal composer's herbarium of one complex plant seen from different angles.
I would like it to be perceived exactly that way.
The very hidden, yet crucial role is given to the installation of seven houses with motors installed into them. They, in a way, are my opera and my main musical soloist and performer. It is part of my professional joy to build those things, and for this opera I did it as well. It is incredibly simple, nearly childish, but, in my opinion, it has some kind of hidden living entity. Since the entire opera is aimed at a kind of shared tender loss, I would like the meaning and the idea behind the installation to be not described any further.