Light / dark, here is another dichotomy in this tangle of signs that respond to each other. From the dark room leave woolen threads in search of light, while through the play of mirrors (symbol of the epiphany) the beams of the sun are captured and reoriented to invade the memory room, chasing the darkness and revealing the Truth. Doesn't the secret room refer, in our imagination, to the place where the ancient man dies and where the new man comes into the world? In Dar Moulay Ali, Amine El Gotaibi therefore writes in wool the variations of seduction, in this space of contrasts, sometimes bright, sometimes dark. Wool becomes a transmitter between the history of the fields and the history of palaces, between the light from outside and the dark corners of power. The wool sings the weapons and the melodies of the mountain people, the wool carries with it the currents of freedom. The wool enchants our imagination suggesting another order, other tensions, other social hierarchies. The sheep themselves pose, dance, have a blast. The artist produces a disruption of the senses, and the public understands it as soon as they enter this field of experimentation. A site of sensitive emotions. To become a herd, advancing at the tempo of the others, to put the nose in a circular ceremony, turning in loop. The public will undoubtedly know how to find their way between the wools, and get lost too. Let's be a little wilder, the artist asks us, to better understand our animality and, thus, our familiarity with these fragile mammals, at the mercy of our lust.