"1, - one point"
Premier: May. 2003
Duration: approx. 60 mins
Choreography: Morgan Nardi
Dance: Hironori Sugata
Visual Art: Naoko Tanaka
Sound: Andrei Loginov
Lighting: Christoph Burger
Co-produced by the FFT Juta, Düsseldorf.
Promoted by the Office for Culture of the state capital Düsseldorf, the Kunststiftung NRW and the Prime Minister of the North Rhine-Westphalia.
Selected for "Tanzstrasse 2004 - Contemporary Dance in North Rhine-Westphalia"
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Each human being acts according to his own characteristic principles. Two identical humans do not exist. It concerns, briefly, the problem of identity. What is identity? Identity is the individual structure of thinking, which has developed from the accumulated value of experience. More simply expressed: the soul, the heart of a human. Each human being has his own, two of the same don’t exist. But humans hardly understand their own psychological structure. That is true for me and equally true for you.
tour dates
Sep 01, 2005; in the Museum of the State Art University Tokyo/Japan
May 28, 2004; tanzhaus nrw, Dusseldorf
May 27, 2004; Theater in the bread factory, Bonn
May 14, 2004; Theaterlabor Duerkopp, Bielefeld
November 13, 15 and 16, 2003; FFT Juta, Dusseldorf
March 15-18, 2003; FFT Juta, Dusseldorf
Press
A brilliant piece about identity, existence and appearance - a quiet fantasy about the coexistence of real and imagined worlds in one human being. The senses become public. However, something somewhere changes, revealing a restless internal world. Very clearly structured and told, nevertheless more poetry than prose. “1,” opens up an individual way into the piece for everyone. Philosophical questions as sensual mysteries.
(Gesa Pölert)
Who follows whom? Does the image follow the dancer or is it the reverse? Reality and images step into a calculated and fascinating interrelation.
(Klaus M. Schmidt)
Artists and works of art are developed and also destroyed again. At the end the shadow of the choreographer also appears. The dance of the human with the medium lasted a good hour, and each minute was full of excitement.
(pen)