(I thought the due date/time was today at midnight. My apologies for the late post. - Derek)
I pulled passages that I thought were interesting and fit into the three categories of true, meaningful, or both. I've organized them that way here.
True
Courtney (on
Esplanade) – Set to Bach’s Violin Concerto in E Major, the dance
sets up its contrasts from the very beginning. Against this most classical of
classical music, the dancers walk in patterned movements around the stage,
pairing and unpairing in turn.
Andrea – In
the non-narrative dances, I noticed myself responding more physically to the
performance. Through most of Esplanade and Nascimento, my enjoyment came from
the physicality of the dancers as they moved and the joy that they seemed to
have in their own movement. They were often smiling as they ran or jumped or
spun onstage, and I felt my face become more lifted as well, raising my eyebrows
and lips slightly. I kept finding that my leg muscles, especially my calves,
were slightly flexed as I watched, and when the music had a strong beat, I
tapped my toes in my shoes. At their best moments, these dances conveyed a kind
of exuberance in movement that I somehow experienced with them.
Cody – the
dances presented themselves as possessing a large degree of narrativity.
The first and fourth dances were broken into scenes. The first dance
titularly situates its dancers within a phantasmatic space (the esplanade).
The second dance is intertextually based off of two different ballets (The
Rite of Spring and Giselle), both of which have well-known narrative
trajectories. The third dance also situtates the staged movements within
a specific space (the bedroom), using a maitress as indicative of such
locality. While none of the latter definitively demarcates these
performaces as finite, comprehensible narratives, each dance possessed markers
of narrativity, of diegetic progression, of conflict(s), etc. that pulled me
into this game of narrative interpretation.
Meaningful
Jennifer – I
ended up reading Evans’ work as one in which the performers wracked their
bodies against a female-enforced patriarchy. The titular reference to a rite
was evident in the shortened wedding dresses of the bride figures. Their
gestural attempts to coerce and impose conformity on the female dancer in the
simpler dress were intentionally redundant/stuplimitous: a big, circular
gesture reminiscent of stirring a vat followed by a flattened,
raised hand as though they were looking in vanity mirrors.
The Rousseau figure’s eventual triumph – her rejection of the brides – was
evident in the contrast between her previously jerky, seizing movement and her
graceful, dismissive exit stage left, leaving the brides to twitch on the
floor.
Courtney (on
Esplanade) – These informal movements
urge the question “Is walking dance?” and hint at what Reason and Reynolds call
the “clichéd response to modern art, ‘I could do that myself’” (“Kinesthesia, Empathy, and Related Pleasures,”
59). Decentering the significance of the dancers’ skills and physical
virtuosity, Taylor choreographs a dance that is about movement itself and the
beauty of “everyday” movements.
Jess – Every
time I see feats of physical prowess and athletic ability, I feel a kinesthetic
response that I place somewhere in the area of longing. Though I've taken some
modern dance classes (and loved them), I have never been very athletic. When I
see dance, there is a part of me that yearns to do what they do, because to me,
dance is almost more important to the performer than the observer. It's such a
joyous, ecstatic thing, to be moving the body in these increasingly difficult,
yet emotionally explosive patterns, and absolute passion showed in every one of
the performers' bodies.
Kelly – These are the questions that I was having throughout
the concert: Is there a narrative? Why are the girls in dresses and the boys
in pants? Why is that one girl in pants? Why are the pairings only boy/girl I
was hung up on what the dance was NOT rather than what it was.
Whitney (on Rite of Summer)
– this
piece laid out a narrative more effectively than the others. Through movement,
music, costuming, and a small blurb in the program, there was a very clear
(almost too clear) story being conveyed for the audience.
Dorothy – The
running, however, brings up a question that had reoccurring strains throughout
each piece. What is dance? If running is dance, than is it dance to walk, is it
dance to sit up and look chagrined (as in Straight
Duet)? To paraphrase John Blacking, I think dance in these modern contexts
can be defined as “humanly organized movement,” and feel most engaged by the
movements that are not necessarily traditional in the canon of pre-modern
Western dance.
BOTH
Whitney (on Rite of Summer)
– The
dancers displayed extraordinary control over their bodies through muscle
isolations and staccato movements that countered a narrative of complete
absence of control. There were several other, collective moments of grotesque
movement that worked against the general gracefulness of these women’s bodies.
At one point, the dancers crawled along the ground on their elbows en masse –
dragging both their temporarily paralyzed bodies and their white dresses over
the black floor, a moment that actually prompted a grimace.
Justin – The
performances of “Esplanade” and “Nascimento Novo” at IU Dance Theatre’s
Celebration Gala evoked this same idea. Throughout, I envisioned the internal
challenge for the dancers: “This is my run, yet it is your run. This is my
jump, yet it’s yours as well. This is my arm extension, yet it is our [the
whole group’s] same extension.” The individual is erased, as each member works
to embody the same steps and to mirror the rest of the group. This was most
evident in “Esplanade” as pairs, trios, and the entire group were challenged to
crawl, skip, run or leap in unison. Likewise, moments of differentiated
movements called body ownership into question, as they were typified by the
sharing of weight and absolute trust in another’s physical strength. “It is my
head-first leap, but your ‘catch’ that keeps me whole.”
Iris – I
noticed that my behavior as a dance spectator was different from when I go to
see plays. When watching theatre, I laugh, loudly and often, because I feel
that it's appropriate and I want the actors to know I'm enjoying myself. But
there was a point in "Esplanade" when one of the dancers went running
across the stage on a diagonal, with an enormous smile on her face. I burst out
laughing, and immediately covered my mouth, embarrassed. It was okay to make
quiet, appreciative noises, during an especially impressive physical feat, but
I felt that laughter would in some way ruin the moment.
Sara – An
esplanade is a large outdoor place for walking and indeed Taylor’s choreography
is pedestrian in the sense that it refuses the formal, prescribed gestures of
classical dance while still capturing the exuberant poetry-in-motion of the
everyday joys of being out and about in the air. I was particularly struck by the
irreverence of the movement in contrast to the motivic structure of Johann
Sebastian Bach's Concerto in D minor for
Two Violins. At first, I was unable to see the expansion or repetition of a
dance idea that might coalesce with the music, but in continuing to watch, I
began to pick out the lovely return time and again of the solo women—I’m
thinking the first, dynamic entrance by the lone female figure, and the
delightful image of the small girl bouncing—leaping—bounding? over the line of
prostrate dancers.
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