Just as synapses send chemical signals to each other, the flow of our ideas escapes our control and reaches out to those of other people. How many of our words have slipped into their consciousness after an encounter? It was these discreet, insidious links that nourished the artists of GENERATOR 11 during the seven months of a new cohabitation. Sometimes synchronized, their practices unknowingly ingested scattered bits of their environment, digested them and passed them on once more. New connections emerged, between elements they discovered they had in common. Connecting the Dots shows a moment of these interactions, a view of our growing intimacy.