I ask myself how I can spend time messing about making dances when there is so much unrest and injustice happening all around me. The answer? It’s what I do. It’s part of how I cope. This little dance allowed me to spend time investigating a deep rooted kind of turmoil that is with me always and that I’m not quite able to articulate, even to myself.
If I absolutely had to try to describe the motivation for this dance I would start by saying that it has something to do with violence. Maybe specifically, violence suffered by women at the hands of men, but not necessarily. Maybe the chair is some kind of representation of masculinity and the dress is some kind of representation of femininity? Maybe the chair is society and the dress is the individual? It’s something to do with roles we take on whether they’re in our nature or not. And the violations we inflict and/or suffer because of these roles. I don’t know exactly. Not quite able to articulate….it’s an investigation.
music: Isabella Leonarda
Sonata Duodecima In D Minor
III. Vivace e Largo
II. Allegro a Presto