Time: June 3, 2015 at 8pm to June 4, 2015 at 10pm
Location: CAVE (home of LEIMAY)
Street: 58 Grand Street
City/Town: Brooklyn, NY 11249
Website or Map: http://www.leimay.org
Event Discipline: dance, performance, theater
Organized By: LEIMAY
Latest Activity: Apr 30, 2015
Project Team 2H
Hee Ran Lee
Paying attention to the precariousness of conformity and the invisible tension aroused by dominance and discrimination, this piece will create a delicately balanced space by using materials and gestures considered to be fragile and tender. Through the composition of installation and performance, the viewer will experience the unfolding process of success, failure, endurance, giving up and a destabilization of space.
Thea Little and Artists
Walk through sea urchins, see and hear their endangerment – their fragility. A voice speaks in a business tone, persuades the audience to move to their seats. Sounds of control emerge. Do the dancers fall under its spell or do they deny it? What are sounds of control, images of control, movements of control? What makes control bad and what makes it good? This work researches self-control, ideas that control, obsessive compulsive control, control over people, control to help people and the kind of control that serves oneself. A capitalist yet humorous voice of time audibly attempts to control the when and the how long of sections while seeking to construct a balanced and full “dance,” which is ironically a safety net or metaphor for comfort.
The People Movers
Pillars of Salt
Imagine Orpheus: the musical genius, the brave, beautiful hero, whose epic journey ended in grief and despair because of one backwards glance.
Imagine Lot’s wife: fleeing from the terrors of Sodom and Gomorrah, also unable to resist one backwards glance at the home she was abandoning forever, hardened to salt and stripped of her humanity as punishment.
Pillars of Salt is the imagined meeting of these two tragic figures. Their lives irrevocably changed because of their longing for the past, Orpheus and Lot’s Wife address their grief and failure. The two look for what they have lost in each other, and find it as impossible to hold onto as salt between their fingers.