dance and choreography
Dancing.
Loving, fighting, seducing and kissing. cleaning,undressing,
hiding. Laughing, crying and smiling.
Pulling hair, licking, holding. Twisting a tie,laying, meeting.
Grabing reality feeling it with both hands to understand and see
it, to understand and observe myself. The desire to get closer
and closer to reality, i chose to live it
through dance
"i peel off reality in order to get a taste of every single layer"
and delve into every memory of
the body in order to catch reality alive.
Because here
reality is not the matter or subject
but also a container
full of stories, experiences
full of feelings and emotions.
"in the creation when you find that movement is true,
it can reveal some sort of evidence, whose subtleness and nuance
or strength beyond explanation"
Carnal emotion
organic trance
rhythimcal tempest
propulsions in gust
as if suspended on shoes by the bed
the dancer throws himself headlong in order to
capture true emotion.
Bodies become what they are doing.
taking time. challenging oneself
searching, experimenting, testing
trying again and again and again
he comments and gives direction
"here, there's a physical quality that
needs to be found, out of which emotion
will arise. no need to push it!"
"don'think about how it looks,
but how it feels..."
"keep surprising yourself.."
"Let things happen"
"Expressing is not describing"
if a dancer "tells" an interesting story
in a slightly different way
for instance taking or
smoking a cigarette, exaggerating,
staying still:
"try to pull, stretch the reality"
if reality is intangible
and perception becomes a burden
why then?
while the nest of events take place
i try to create meaning
i try to work on my reality
but i have a dreamlike relationship
i like it when the the world makes me see ghosts
oh yes yes
and it has the ability to take me to a strange universe
without actually taking me away...
i'm naked, cold air and eyes stabbing
piercing my skin
cross-legged and indifferent
i express
this longing
water, wind, fire and plates smashing into pieces
real elements connect the audience
"le spectacle est essential aussi
sinon on ecrit unbouquin"
(performing is essential too,
otherwise you [go] write a book).
Loving, fighting, seducing and kissing. cleaning,undressing,
hiding. Laughing, crying and smiling.
Pulling hair, licking, holding. Twisting a tie,laying, meeting.
Grabing reality feeling it with both hands to understand and see
it, to understand and observe myself. The desire to get closer
and closer to reality, i chose to live it
through dance
"i peel off reality in order to get a taste of every single layer"
and delve into every memory of
the body in order to catch reality alive.
Because here
reality is not the matter or subject
but also a container
full of stories, experiences
full of feelings and emotions.
"in the creation when you find that movement is true,
it can reveal some sort of evidence, whose subtleness and nuance
or strength beyond explanation"
Carnal emotion
organic trance
rhythimcal tempest
propulsions in gust
as if suspended on shoes by the bed
the dancer throws himself headlong in order to
capture true emotion.
Bodies become what they are doing.
taking time. challenging oneself
searching, experimenting, testing
trying again and again and again
he comments and gives direction
"here, there's a physical quality that
needs to be found, out of which emotion
will arise. no need to push it!"
"don'think about how it looks,
but how it feels..."
"keep surprising yourself.."
"Let things happen"
"Expressing is not describing"
if a dancer "tells" an interesting story
in a slightly different way
for instance taking or
smoking a cigarette, exaggerating,
staying still:
"try to pull, stretch the reality"
if reality is intangible
and perception becomes a burden
why then?
while the nest of events take place
i try to create meaning
i try to work on my reality
but i have a dreamlike relationship
i like it when the the world makes me see ghosts
oh yes yes
and it has the ability to take me to a strange universe
without actually taking me away...
i'm naked, cold air and eyes stabbing
piercing my skin
cross-legged and indifferent
i express
this longing
water, wind, fire and plates smashing into pieces
real elements connect the audience
"le spectacle est essential aussi
sinon on ecrit unbouquin"
(performing is essential too,
otherwise you [go] write a book).
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