where do we go when the glass shatters

There is a sequence we do not want to remember. It comes to mind sometimes as a glimpse of a too-fast-to-handle image. It snaps into our everydayness making it unreadable. Unreliable. The sequence starts with a pan of a room and a complete collapse of order – glass everywhere, no one hurt at least from what is perceivable, a tense atmosphere because of the shock, silence because of the neighbors, a retrograde movement, memory loss, dissociated emotions. There was an incredible force at play; in the air, in the bones, filling the walls and floors and futures, influencing who we are. The sequence ends with the push through the glass door.

This research deals with reflection, questioning and potential risks of writing about, imagining and staging violence. The reference point is the skin: as an organ, a limit of visibility and an archive of traces. It parallels the performance Dolls and Goats from 2022, re-imagining the choreography through the perspective of its own skin.