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A cie. toula limnaios production funded by Hauptstadtkulturfonds.

Unmoving travelers in a seemingly borderless world are the theme of the new piece “spuren”, which revolves around the phenomena of "wandering and home". Biographical ruptures, a growing demand for flexibility and mobility, immigration and migration, globalization and virtualization bring up new aspects again and again. Borderlines and opinions grow more and more fluid, in motion – home differs between localization and travel – fixation and evolution. And so the outer emigration becomes the inner immigration – the arrival of my departure.

Memory, our own roots, childhood experiences, cultural ties, family histories, a country’s traditions … face the potential of new horizons and paths – gain and loss lie close together. Departure and arrival, home and the foreign, belonging and rejection, integration and isolation, perspectives and uprooting, wanderlust and homesickness, home and homelessness.

5 performers follow traces left behind and discovered, marked and wiped away – fixed points spread out, drift apart or connect themselves into a portrait of ideas on the subject of “home and wandering":
" I can sit on a chair, but the whole world is in me" (Toula Limnaios)

“A small, inconspicuous push – and immediately they begin to turn in circles, those incalculable associations.
Half a sentence caught up somewhere far away from home…,
A few familiar word with the strangely sung sentence melody…
Home is smells, sounds, are colors and forms,
Is language and – for the most part – memory.
Home, that is rituals, landscapes, the humor.

(J. Kronsbein, Spiegel-Special “Sehnsucht Heimat“, 1996)

Press Reviews

A fantasy being stands waiting in the door, a whale woman in the moonlight, almost naked and attached to her head with twigs, a pair of made of cobwebs. A magical, poetic image, the way she breaks into the inner space, shakes off the twigs, frees herself from nature and then – having become human – gropes around the empty space, carefully looking for her new security. An intense beginning...
The stage is completely reduced, a few heavy shoes hang from the ceiling next to the lights, scattered chairs remind one of a waiting room. The dancers, three women and two men, work a lot with moments of silence and expectation – hanging like elastic bands halfway above the ground or holding each other stretched out on the diagonal, before letting themselves fall... An ephemeral, somnambular atmosphere lies over it all, supported by the dense sound collage, into which the composer Ralf R. Ollertz has integrated song, sounds and particular interview excerpts with the dancers in different languages, thereby creating an exceedingly multilayered composition...
The solos, duets and group sequences are expertly danced ... the end carries in it once again the poetry of the beginning. When all the dancers leave the hall under the skeleton of an umbrella, we know: this place will also fail to become home.

tanz journal, Elisabeth Nehring, October 2004.