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ISSON |
| conception/ choreography Toula Limnaios dance/ creation Lena Meierkord, Toula Limnaios composition/ music Ralf R. Ollertz lighting design Klaus Dust chor. assistence Ulrich Huhn press Silke Wiethe
“ISSON is dedicated to
contrasts, reality and illusion, light and dark, restlessness and quiet. His whole life long he was pursued
by the idea of a double. Two realities that cannot be separated. The dream
is not an alternate reality; it flows over both, enlightens or darkens
them. A cie. toula limnaios production.
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| When Schubert found his doubles: movement harmony is considered virtuosity in dance. In their new choreography ISSON, Toula Limnaios and Lena Meierkord prove that synchrony can mean much more than simple diligence of training: it is the absolute unity of two spheres, two bodies and beings (gr. Isson). In the beginning, the two dancers stand in the dull twilight of the empty stage facing the back wall: two identical figures on white dance floor. The following hour will lead them to the front very close to the first row of seating in the Theater am Halleschen Ufer. With the exception of a few passages, they will move entirely in unison and not leave their dance space. The distance between them lessens in the darkly colored dynamics, the finely nuanced mood levels of the choreography. In synchrony it is not virtuosity, which is demonstrated but the fusion of two states of awareness.
This utterly composed decrescendo is one
of the most moving and enlightening closing images that I have seen in
dance theatre in a long time.
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| Things are rarely as they seem and a back is not just a back. It can be a wall, over which hair falls
like a waterfall. It can be a stage, on which two hands perform a dance.
Or armor that hides a vulnerable face... The rhythm of the composition in empty space follows the deflections of a soul that is looking for orientation and finds mostly irritation. Once, she returns fully concentrated to herself, only to have her hand carried her off in the next moment. In the end, inner peace lies in the conscious ups and downs between hope and depression, light and shadows. A small, excellent evening of dance.
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