"...There is lightness of being in the Casual Mechanism.  A chance encounter
of two voices in two different places on the globe.  An encounter, which
paradoxically was a part of the work routine, at the end of which identities
are swapped for an unknown.  Belatedly she asks the three questions of him,
because he is the anonymous man who received an impersonal call by mistake,
in a shared flat, in the absence of another person. A place, a name,
a religion form the necessary matrix of identity.  A triangle of a label and cultural
context/tradition. 
The simplicity of this work is thus fed by a complex matrix of obvious signs.
It has an economy and lack of pathos.
The visual force of darkness, lights and water forges a poetry similar
to haiku..."

(Dr. Slavka Sverakova)