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Badke
Koen Augustijnen , Rosalba Torres Guerrero
Badke (2014)
Koen Augustijnen , Rosalba Torres Guerrero
d’après une histoire vraie
Christian Rizzo
Folk-s
Alessandro Sciarroni
Planites
Patricia Apergi
BiT
Maguy Marin
Exit / Exist
Gregory Vuyani Maqoma
La Belle Dame
Béatrice Massin
Are friends electric? (2015) — teaser
CCN de Rillieux-la-Pape – Direction Yuval Pick
Waxtaan
Germaine Acogny
Waxtaan
Germaine Acogny
Planites
recorded at the CND 21 November 2014, belongs to the european modul-dance program
The latest work of Aerites takes off where d.opa! and Era poVera ended. It maintains the spirit of navigating the urban labyrinth. The collective mind and body of the city is the raw material which the team draws upon. This time these elements are reevaluated so that the concepts of the streets and wandering (dérive) include the foreigner, the immigrant, the person who travels whether by choice or by force.
We speak then of the path which is chosen and on which civilizations are mixed and created through their mediators, the people.
For the Planites project the complexion of the streets changes. They become a place of wandering and search for a better tomorrow, the melting pot of the foreign and the separate, the embodiment and incorporation of force and exile.
Anti-epilogue:
I am borrowing your history in order to erase the frontiers of the accomplished civilizations, and to raise my voice through radical actions that hold me responsible of the decision to travel. I drag my wants along with my severed rights, in order to coexist with those favoured nations who support my freedom; up until they encounter me. I collected all my “tomorrows” together with my children and my work, and piled them onto the limitless paradise you advertised. And you were alarmed because I asked to share an opportunity.
I have chosen to wander in the world of deficiency and of discrimination in order to claim a small share of compensation from the lottery drawn by my own cursed nation. No matter. I fit. I fit into your laws, I layed out my dreams onto your streets, I set up my household in your conscience and I shared your history in order to tell the fairytale in the mother tongue tomorrow.
And they lived happily ever after.
Updating: March 2015