Switch is a work that looks quite bare, compact. There are two speakers, directly connected to the grid, pulsating intermittently. Their discontinuity depends on the safety device inside the transformer which, as it detects an anomalous voltage, an error, keeps on giving and taking power in the attempt to create a state of energy balance.

Switch is a couple of limping hearts. They beat, somewhat out-of-sync, then more regularly, at times weary and distant from each other. They phase each other. They are close, so close they can hardly look at each other. They both know that, sooner or later, one will give up. Maybe the other one will let go and die, too.