Entanglement: Jann Gallois and Rafael Smadja perform Gallois’ “Compact”. Photo©Cie BurnoutHappy 2023. Best wishes. For this year, I propose taking it as it comes and, for what’s left, letting the heart decide.
This past New Year’s Eve I watched 18-year-old Ukraine refugee acrobat Sofia Kotetens gorgeously, meticulously tie herself in the emotional knots of Amy Winehouse’s Back to Black. It seemed to me that Kotetens asks rather than orders her body along for her acrobatic dances. I concluded that the process was: she seeks her body’s joy in being alive, finds it and gifts it to spectators. None of this challenging, overcoming herself stuff in Kotetens; it gets me down, this idea that the flesh is problematic.
Joy in the body was on my mind the other day, too, before the holidays, when I was getting ready for my contemporary dance class.
I had just got my codpiece and tutu in place when the notable choreographer and dance performer Jann Gallois blinked into the hallway I was using as my dressing room. The two pieces that made me a permanent fan of Gallois remain references for me: Compact and Diagnostic F20.9. The one is around body to body, the other, mind with body.
I asked Jann what she was up to? She told me, a piece around joy.
Later in the same afternoon, after class and after I had spent some time in front of a mirror feeling pretty good while assuming my inelegant fat back and handsome old-man’s man-tits, one of my dance-class mates invited me, along with my classmates to her house for the apéro.
“Nos Corps Vivants”, Arthur Perole. Photo©Festival Every BodyOnce we all had drinks in hand, she raised her glass. Santé, Bonheur! she cried, clinking hers against her partner’s. Easy with a glance, this genial host managed to look each of us in the eye as she touched her glass against each one of ours in turn.
I thought: Santé. Bonheur. Health. Happiness. Full stop. Full stop. That about covers it, doesn’t it? No Happiness without Health, no Health without Happiness.
Which reminded me that no quark is un-entangled; when I look into the cat box, coincidence turns into synchronicity.
Jann Gallois’ joy, my dance class, my assumption of fat back and man-tits, my genial host’s “Health. Happiness.” and Sofia Kotetens’ pleasure are the media of my major choices for dance performance in this – what was formerly – deep winter.
I look in the box again and feel some strange attractors.
Choreographer François Gremaud is performing an analysis of Giselle and her wrongs – is she wronged or is a peasant dying from heartbreak an advance in consciousness? He and dance-performer Samantha van Wissen put their lamp up to the libretto of the famous ballet, one of the gothic-est stories this side of the Castle of Otranto.
Gremaud and van Wissen have apparently cooked up a one-woman show with dance combo to do it.
Within an even decade, this year is an odd number so I think it’s appropriate to complement classical gothic ballet analysis with future possible rituals.
Ritual and art use the sublime to link us here-below to us yonder. The performer choreographer-cum-freelance curator Agnes Gryczkowska has put together Au-Delà: Rituels pour un monde nouveau, (“There Beyond: rituals for a new world”), a multi-creator, multi-craft exhibition modeled as an “initiation” evoking archaic, contemporary and future ritual through ceremonies, gestures, objects and crafts linking “earth energy” and Life. Sounds like a study in the sacred. At Lafayette Anticipations from 15 February – 7 May 2023.
Man-tits? Why the “man”? Why not just “tits”? “My big tits”.
And why do I care? Why have I always cared?
Because the body is the theater of the mind. Festival Every Body, at Carreau du Temple between 17 and 21 February 2023 for its second edition, bills itself as a dance and performance focused on the “contemporary body” – the body’s place in society.
It’s that, sure, but, as dance performance rather than blah-blah, it’s more: an exercise in dance as imagination with introspection.
In a world made up of cat boxes turning coincidence to synchronicity, what’s the truth and what’s the lie?
To help me with that, I’m going to see as much as I can of Festival Faits d’Hiver, from 16 January 2023 to 18 February 2023. The festival celebrates its 25th season with a program built around and honoring the dancer and choreographer Thomas Lebrun. According to Christophe Martin, Faits d’Hiver’s main programmer, Lebrun represents par excellence the inventiveness with ability that represents the goals of the festival as an institution.
Martin runs the dance-performance organization Micadanses and is also the esthetic force behind it – Bien Fait! Micadanses’ end-of-residence dance-performance program, about which I’ve written recently, consistently puts out pieces that make sense – not always entertainment but always art (Micadanses: Try some of this Surprise. Tastes like Imagination).
When all is said and done, I’m looking forward to studying Martin’s discernment in the new creations on offer during the festival. I mean “discernment” more as Samuel Johnson’s dictionary defined it: not “taste” but as an ability to tell the difference between the “real” and the “fake”. And I mean “real” and “fake” as Lana Del Rey (National Anthem), defines them. I don’t think every performance on the bill will fit my expectations. I don’t think I won’t sometimes walk out baffled. But thanks to the discernment that goes into festival’s selections, I do think I’ll always come away with something more in my mind and spirit than I went in with.
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Author: Paul Tracy DANISON
