Economies of architecture
Afterwords: Anne Teresa de Keersmaeker and Rosas, '(but if a look should) April me'
A selection of the texts by Jeroen Peeters is available on Sarma, in a slightly edited version, sometimes with a postscript. Two essays elucidate the project Afterwords and reflect on its poetical and political implications. To retrieve the material, search under: ‘Afterwords’.
A huge scenographic mess: tables and insulation material spilled all-over, the technical grid hanging halfway,… it is cleaned up by the performers to make space for its counterfigure: a choreography with an astounding architectonic structure. Composed of a series of duets, being mirrored, diffused in space with different directions, intertwined, accumulated. An eclectic movement language: abstract, fluid and stylised, sometimes infected by ethnic music, even a bit of gymnastics, with an almost ironic touch. An interesting basis of equality seen from a gender perspective: men and women dance the duets in random combinations, and besides, they are all half-naked, wearing skirts or trousers also spread over arbitrarily. It is a moving architecture, and at the same time a horizontal structure in terms of meaning, a possible economy.
The second part is as eclectic in its diversity of movements, but this time there is also space for solos, bringing the dance to an almost idiosyncratic point. A private economy, at its turn countered by a powerful symbolic architecture: an (arranged) marriage.
Follows the after-party, again a mess: as the steady rhythm of our society, where imposing architecture (both formal and symbolic) leads also to a waste of energy and installs an entropic movement. A process that keeps going, as the two dancers that initiated the duet-choreography in the first part (Cynthia Loemij and Ursula Robb) are already clearing space by piling the insulation material into a vertical structure (thus architecture). It is one of the rituals in what appears as an atomic landscape of lost individuals, performing this rituals in order to keep themselves up: watching football, imagining being a ballerina,…
Although some of the images are succinct, the dramaturgy is rather unclear. Which meaning does this juxtaposition of images finally release? Their visibility might be a great deal yet, making increase confusion and postponing the possibility of a last word. The proposed end speaks this way: percussionist Michael Weilacher makes sounds by touching and caressing a gallery of cymbals, pots, toys…, simultaneously his movements are mirrored by dancer Alix Eynaudi. She is just grabbing in the air, altering this very constitutive principle of conscience (mirroring) into a pregnant figure of ignorance. Again followed by a different figure of ignorance, a child singing about the stars.