loops
Dancing is a passion, and a nightmare, most of the time disorienting, but also grounding. Either way, dancing, or at least my dancing, never lands on its feet in a flash, rather needs to linger on the spot, and chase its own tale, looping one and the same circuit of doing. As if a proper outcome was unthinkable, as if moving-on would be unfair to the very fabric of motion. And then, the paradox of dancing, always too fast or much too slow, so unreliable, and generous, disobedient, yet compliant, insecure, exuberant, protective, suspicious, faithful, depressed… Dancing means dealing with inertia and explosivity at once. Not one or the other, it is always both. Dancing is always both, and more.
loops brings to display two different kind of dancing, one very diffused, the other overly strict, both lingering on the spot, beating around the bush. Cause and effect rearranged, high frequency, speed, stillness, control, and abandonment all at once, for the sake of catching a trajectory, whilst throwing yourself off track.
performed twice August 6 and 7 2022 at HAU2