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Monday, December 08, 2008
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Misnomer Dance Theater and Joyce Soho are teaming up to create online discussions in anticipation for Misnomer's upcoming two-week run of Being Together, December 4-7th and 11-14th, 2008. For more updates as the show approaches, check out www.misnomer.org and read our blog. Being Together is an evening featuring three world-premieres: Too Late Tulip, Rock.Paper.Flock, and Zipper. Zipper includes an original score by Evan Ziporyn, to be performed live during the first week of the run by the Real Quiet ensemble. Misnomer asked the dancers what they thought of Being Together. "The strength of this season lies in its depth of perspective; in its ability to cross boundaries of taste and preference to reach out to everyone, and touch all" - Jen Harmer, Misnomer Dancer Dancer Dorian Nuskind-Oder reflects on the new dances: Too Late Tulip: "The rehearsal process for creating these works has been very rich. I really feel like we have developed a distinct approach and history for each piece. Too Late Tulip was originally created in residence at The Yard on Martha's Vineyard. That peaceful and beautiful location left a lasting impression on the work. Every time we run the piece, I feel transported back to that time and place. Rock.Paper.Flock: "Rock.Paper.Flock. is, in a lot of ways, a response to our creative process as a company. The elements of improvisation and conversation between the dancers and Chris is a representation of how we function as a group. I'm especially excited about sharing those ideas with the audience in a performance setting." Zipper: "Zipper was begun during our Concord SummerStages/ Baryshnikov Arts Center residency. In both locations we had the pleasure to rehearse in very large studios. As a result, there is a sense of spaciousness and architecture in the work. I am very aware of my presence within a large pattern on the stage, and this drives my relationship with the other dancers. " The upcoming season is certain to be a fun and engaging affair. "The three pieces cover so much territory, and yet they feel so satisfying as a contrasting whole," says Jen, "We begin the evening with a lyrical, folk like movement poem, and then we get to switch hats entirely, to a piece about 'making decisions in the moment, with coaching from our choreographer', and finally end the evening with a piece that is abstracted and linear, and driven by a live musical sound score." Creating Being Together, has been a highly collaborative experience for both the dancers and musicians. "Hearing the demo in yesterday's rehearsal of Evan Ziporyn's composition for Zipper has me so excited," says dancer Brynne Billingsley, "I can't wait to dance this incredible piece with the musicians next month." Audiences are encouraged to linger after the performances to meet the dancers. On December 5th, Misnomer will host a very special event - the Post Performance Soiree. This is an opportunity to party with the Misnomer family and enjoy more live music from Real Quiet, inside the beautiful Joyce SoHo theater. Click here for more information. On December 12th there will be a Q&A session with choreographer Chris Elam. Join Misnomer for what Coco Karol describes as "fascinating, from its start, where we as a company were learning what "being together" as a family and in the studio meant, up through. Look forward to seeing everyone at Joyce SoHo!
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Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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On the first day of Eiko's class, she announced that we would address just one question throughout the semester. Students gazed up at her eagerly, pencils poised to scribble down what they were sure would be a page's worth of syllabus-speak. When she posed the question-what is art?-pencils dropped and a palpable fear set into the faces of the students. Eiko & Koma don't avoid the tough questions-in fact, they embrace them. For years, Eiko & Koma's art has celebrated and questioned humanity, using their own bodies as canvases for these elemental concerns. This process can hardly be codified, but Eiko & Koma have developed a teaching system to share their dance philosophy: Delicious Movement. In Spring 2007, I enrolled in "Delicious Movement for Forgetting, Remembering, and Uncovering," which Eiko taught to 30+ students at Wesleyan University-dancers, soccer players, and frat boys alike. Eiko guided us through various non-human states, using images from the natural world. She encouraged students to delve into their own discomfort with the movement, creating an environment of emotional rigor that was rare in our liberal arts classrooms, or, for that matter, in any classroom. Eiko & Koma will be at the Joyce next week, for the New York premier of Hunger, Oct 28-Nov 2. They made Hunger in collaboration with the young painter/performers Charian and Peace, and all four dancers will share the stage, along with Gamelon player Joko Sutrisno. Charian and Peace attended the Reyum Art School in Phonon Penh, Cambodia, where Eiko & Koma met them in 2004 in a Delicious Movement workshop. It is still a rare occasion for Eiko & Koma to share their stage with others (although this has been the direction of their work as of late). I can't wait to see how the intimacy between Eiko & Koma extends to four. Many choreographers choose to infuse their work with dancers younger than themselves, but I suspect that Eiko & Koma's choice is more conceptual than anything else. In the onstage world of Eiko & Koma, future and past are intimately connected. It seems only natural that their world would grow to include multiple generations-celebrating both the memory of youth and the process of rebirth. I am curious about the way in which Charian and Peace relate to Eiko & Koma as students. The process of learning the highly specific and emotionally rigorous Eiko & Koma technique must have been no easy task. When art and teaching are so intertwined, the gift of teacher to student is enormous-both to the drop-in participant and the lifelong dancer alike. Lydia Bell is an artist and dancer based in New York. lydiabell.wordpress.com
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Friday, October 17, 2008
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Choreographer's notes: HUNGER
In 1983 we premiered Grain in a small loft downtown in New York. It was a dance about how our lives-bodies, spirits, and death-relate to an essential food (in Asia it is rice). For several years we performed Grain on tour and moved on to create other productions. In 2004 when we were in residence at Reyum Art School in Phnom Penh, not being able to present our more theatrical works, we performed a short section from Grain in the schoolyard. The Reyum children responded strongly and our friendship had begun. Though our communication was very limited, a group of older students, including Charian and Peace, decided to work with us. During the rehearsals and the tour of Cambodian Stories: An Offering of Painting and Dance (2005-2006), we cooked and ate many many bowls of rice together, sharing stories and learning each other's lives. For example, every day in Japan people offer a bowl of cooked rice to a family shrine to feed the deceased. In Cambodia, people throw rice balls to graves on festive days. We all seem to recognize that dead people also become hungry and need to be attended. In 2007, at the invitation of Charles Reinhart of the American Dance Festival, we asked Charian and Peace to learn Grain. It was a first time anyone else performed a dance we made for ourselves. Watching them, we remembered what motivated us to make Grain. With these beautifully hungry young friends, we wanted to create an evening of Hunger. At any age, we are all hungry not only for food but also for knowledge, intimacy, and life. In our wanting, we can be self-absorbed and sometimes even act unkindly to others. Dancing our hunger, however, we hope to not only address our desire to live but also mourn for those, dead or alive, whose hunger still haunts their spirits.
–Eiko and Koma
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Thursday, October 16, 2008
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Friday, June 06, 2008
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Hosted By: The Joyce Theater Chelsea When: Tuesday Jun 10, 2008 at 7:30 PM Where: The Joyce Theater 175 Eight Ave New York, New York|33 10011 United States Description:The Joyce Theater Chelsea Click Here To View Event
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Tuesday, January 29, 2008
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Current mood:  cheerful
Inhabit, by KT Neihoff, Aaron Swartzman, Bianca Cabrera, Oscar Gutierrez, Jessica Jobaris
January 18, 2008 Joyce SoHo
It was a weird party, the kind of party where unexpected things happened that felt normal. It was the kind of party I wish had happened over my family holidays -- an inner-world melt-down of movement emerging out of nowhere and necessity, plopped right there in the middle of the room and my conversation, demanding attention. It was a party where I witnessed a bar room brawl. I got to talk to someone I knew, two I had just met, and two crushes I hadn't seen in a long time.
I didn't know the hosts -- Bianca Cabrera, Oscar Gutierrez, Jessica Jobaris, Aaron Swartzman, and KT Niehoff of Lingo Dancetheater -- but they began as models of conviviality, ushering guests in to the Joyce SoHo performance space with wine, welcoming toasts and wishes. There was a bar in the middle of the space and good hors de oeuvres on the side. The hosts moved us around, skillfully maneuvering us to be right in the middle of the space -- in clusters of chairs, here and there, sitting or standing. Music started and the hosts, minus KT, began short entrees of movement right among us, low and swinging to the floor, in peaceable unisons. I wondered how and why they'd decided to do these particular movements now, but the movements were easy to watch, innocuous.
The person I knew a little was Alan Goode. I talked to him after I was given a generous glass of red wine. It got me buzzed and linearly time-desensitized; I'm valuing this especially in relation to watching or doing dance. Alan is a wonder in that he is rambunctious and intensely interested in everything. He made a game of trying to talk to the hosts in the middle of their dancing and disrupting their cues. They took this good-naturedly. Throughout the evening, I wanted to be more like Alan Goode -- curious, a cat or a child, free to enter into the spirit of ideas and goings-on.
Slowly our hosts changed. Movements I did not always even see accumulated and mounted. Jessica, Bianca, Aaron, and Oscar dropped down into surreal -- or perhaps more real -- territory. The party got quieter. A slow and ambiguous conflict was articulated between Aaron and Oscar. Aaron showered Oscar with an outburst, a fit of questioning. He wouldn't leave him alone, with silly questions was trying to pin down what he was doing. Oscar just lay down on the ground and said, over and over, "Hey, I'm really busy here. It may not look like it, but I'm really busy."
The two people I met were Beck, as I was getting my wine, and another friend of the company, whose name I can't remember. Beck was quiet with a kind of Eric Clapton/George Harrison look, and sadly I didn't see him again until I was saying goodbye at the end of the party. But I met and re-met the man whose name I can't remember, and during the party he laughed loudly and approvingly many times, as events unfolded. He gasped at particular movements: how our hosts, virtuosos of gravity, swam up from the floor or snaked themselves back down, or tossed themselves and were caught in space-holds in another's arms.
Among Jessica and Bianca, another tension slowly grew, or was it a disjunction of viewpoints -- Jessica called out, questioned Bianca over and over, asking what she really wanted. Jessica was on point, verbally articulate -- Bianca young, intuitive, only able to articulate what she needed by moving through it. Aaron carried her through parts of this. This felt sad and familiar; I thought of my family and our Christmas.
Eventually the hosts, caught up in these moments, were judged completely disfunctional by KT -- I quite didn't grasp her overall role in the party -- she commandeered them back into service, but they couldn't really keep any unison going anymore. The tribe and their unnervingly familiar familial chain of events had to be addressed, with all of the guests as witness. We were drawn into a circle, under a center pool-table light, to watch the four players facing off, with KT looking on.
I didn't witness an all-out bar room brawl, actually, but I wish I had. It almost happened, I felt it coming; it would have been really satisfying. Either that, or I wish I had jumped into the circle and start improvising my own familial disfunction and release. It would have been perfectly normal.
Instead we were all led away, down to the floor onto pillows, for a nap. My wine was taken away. As I lay there, slightly disappointed but then quite content, unaware of time, I realized eventually that the dance was continuing -- in easy four-square unison just a few feet away from me, which I could watch at my leisure through half-closed eyes.
The two people at the party I hadn't seen in a long time: Amii LeGendre, a choreographer famed in Seattle now living in Poughkeepsie. She rocked my world at Connecticut College when I was eighteen years old by dancing a solo with an apple -- Eve's apple, if I remember correctly. She talked as she danced; it was clear she was setting the record straight about this male-female thing, and who had messed it all up. I thought then, if I could make dances one-tenth as hot and true as this powerful, in-the-flesh junior-almost-senior, I would be the happiest dancer in the world.
The other person was Julie Ana Dobo, the technical/production director at Joyce SoHo, who I had a crush on when I did a show there in 2001. Coiled tattoos around her arms, too cool for words, to-die-for lips. I remember I could hardly hold a conversation with her. Now, time-and-wine emboldened, I had a great talk with her about our lives: my boyfriend, her girlfriend, the years therein accumulating, road trips around the U.S., snorkeling in Mexico.
With both Amii and Julie, I wasn't sure if I was saying hello or saying goodbye. Probably somewhere in between. But I know that they are part of what family is for me -- this huge extended family of dancers and dance-lovers, spanning rooms, cities, coasts, that I love tenaciously in spite of how sad and unsure I feel about all of us sometimes. Like everyone I suppose, I'm trying to figure out where, and if, I belong in it. And I thought that Lingo was trying to figure out that too -- or where dance performance belongs, and what comes up when you place it in its original container: a party. I appreciated the timeliness and sincerity of this questioning.
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