February Scratch Night
Feb 1 2016
The popular, long running works-in-progress series on the first Monday of every month.
Come see a roster of Philly artists perform new material from shows they are working on in this fast-paced sampling of contemporary theater, dance, performance art, and everything in between. Scratch Night features short performances by four-to-six companies/artists, offering an inside look at the future of performance.
February’s Line up:
Using simple brown paper, “Dream of Land” explores the fluid world of dreams and the phenomenon of the self. Somewhere between the desire for worldly achievement and for inner peace lies a balance. “Dream of Land” explores this balance through live sculpture, hand puppetry, shadow puppetry, dance and theater in a series of dreams about the quest for oneself.
You are a big wobbly jellyfish floating in midair. You are the crumbs of a stale day old cookie you left in your pocket. My head and limbs lie on fluffy clouds. My palms are cold and crisp to the touch. Focus on your breath. Deep inhale. Slow exhale. Can you be here with me? Can we be here now? Can you feel this?
Dirt Solo is a solo for myself, a privileged white American woman, who sees American history as Black dance history. Shame Portrait is a solo framing aspects of my own pleasures that are complicated and processed by public expression. For now, the two solos occur simultaneously.
Photo by David Brick
Attention is something that we pay– it’s a currency. It can be borrowed, spent and stolen. We live in an age of unprecedented demands on our attention from sources that yield less and less in return. Clouds/Cows is a diptych portrait of two commonplace subjects, one meteorological, one animal, that explores the transformation of perception that occurs when we shift our focus from that which clamors for our attention to that which simply exists. Tonight we are showing an excerpt from Cows.
Photo by Marin Sander Holtzman
Jenn Kidwell, Mary Tuomanen, Justin Jain, James Ijames: American Family With A Secret
Long Day’s Journey Into Death of a Salesman in Osage County. Maybe they were all my sons. Jenn, Mary, James and Justin break it down for you: why American Theater has only ever needed one plot.
Photo by Gordon Parks
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