Concept and choreography Daniele Ninarello
Dancer Daniele Ninarello
Music Jean-Claude Eloy, Lotte Kestner
Coproduction CDC-Les Hivernales (Avignon, F) and Interplay/12 (Turin, I)
With the support of Torinodanza/Fondazione Teatro Stabile di Torino (Turin,I), Circuito Teatrale del Piemonte, Cango Cantieri Goldonetta (Florence, I) and Balletto dell’Esperia (Turin, I)
A white time. A white space.
A white smell and a white noise.White as an interruption, a suspension. The intention that lies just behind closed eyes. Space/Time, latency that runs beneath. Clear space becomes a Nest where the body vibrates, where the body forgets to be a body.
In this place we can imagine the feelings that stop to rest, to better prepare for the future that we dream.There is a body in the space. A body looking for memories. There is a transparent filter between it and everything else. A transparent plastic curtain: a membrane between the dancer and the public, like an incubator. Here the body is a wide and tiny mind, calm and contracted, a plain of limbs perceiving a distended present time. An attempt to live again a lost memory through the body, the memory of being inside a womb, the memory of a floating, dreaming and yearning body.
Bianconido is a place latency between thought and action, between intention and direction; is the space where feeling comes true, the untouchable becomes touchable, and the body becomes present, here and now, full of future.
A corporal attempt to investigate this time of suspension, to grab the paths of sensations that arise in the building of a nest. A reflection on the body in the wake of itself an echo. With this idea i would like to continue the process, working on movement that comes from elsewhere, and then passes trough the body, changing it. Focusing on the body that rises up again from the echo, as if breathing, allowing this delicate organism to work.
We can’t go back and we can’t grab what is to come after. In the White we can shine.
Reality is made of real feeling that we feel in this moment and this moment last for all eternity.
Daisaku Ikeda
