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Seen from a low angle against a black background, a performer wears black blazer and bright red shorts with a black drawstring. Crinkled yellow cellophon covers their mouth and cascades down their chest, with a loose flap jutting to the left. They look down toward the camera, one hand raised near their abdomen and the other hanging beside their thigh.
Photo: Pep Casadevall
  • Reviews

Cryptic Precision: On Vanessa Kamp’s ‘Houndstooth’

Mang Su

'Houndstooth' unleashes the subversive power of parody with bewildering precision.

A hand holds a well-worn book over a sunlit wooden floor, with the shadow of a spider plant beside it. Torn yellow paper scraps stick out as bookmarks. The white cover reads “Interdisciplinary Laboratory of Art Nature and Dance, a Field Guide to iLanding,” above an abstract charcoal drawing of circles, arches, towers, scratches, and stacked squares.
Photo: Emilee Lord
  • Interviews, Reviews

With, Between, Through

Emilee Lord

20 Years of iLanding

Tissues are scattered all over the black box theater floor. Upstage a white wire waste paper basket sits upside down and empty. On a huge pile of tissues lies a woman in black with yellow crocs, yellow sleeves sticking out of her coat, a yellow scarf and white and yellow pompom knit hat. She stares up at the ceiling. She has a pair of red crocs on her chest.
Photo: Maria Baranova
  • Reviews

It would seem we need each other

Emilee Lord

The GREEF of Christina Gelsone at Baryshnikov Arts Center

The light’s red, the stage black. Dramatic. Devilish. Contrast and shadow are high on the six people in frame. Dead center, a dancer lays. Around her, four people point, laugh, and crouch over her body making the “loser” L on their forehead. In the bottom left corner, someone's leg, hip, and reaching hand are just in frame.
Photo: Matthew Caserta
  • Reviews

Apocalypse: We Hold Us

Xander Cobb

The only things left to live for are our lover’s touch and dancing all night.

Five women wearing a mix of ballet attire and club wear crowd an empty bathtub in a white-tiled bathroom. Two of the women sit on the tub's edge. The other three sprawl out inside the tub. All five look up. The camera captures them from a high angle. Along the walls costumes including silk dresses and white tutus hang.
Photo: Ben Marcus
  • Reviews

Barre, Club, Another Club

Nadia Ureña

One must imagine Petipas at the function.

A young person with shoudler length red hair stands in a green long sleeve shirt hodling a blank white sign. onthe left a large mural of a female face looking up, and scales and lotus flower.
Photo: Amelia Candeub
  • Reviews

Notes from Within Blank Placard Dance, Replay

Jonathan Stein

Protest, a living legacy and a committed practice

Dancers stand close together, forming a clump. They face in all directions, their bodies back to back, front to back, and back to side. Each one grips a wooden post holding high attached white posters. They wear bright yellows, purples, reds, blues, pinks, teals, and oranges. Some are visibly sweaty. Dancers facing the camera look serious and a bit fatigued. Glimpses of blue sky, clouds, a street, and city buildings fill the cracks between their blank signs.
Photo: Amelia Candeub
  • Reviews, thINKpieces

Is Halprin’s postmodernism as radical today as it was in 1967?

Xander Cobb

Blank Placard Dance, Replay in Philadelphia

Three women in faded blue and white jumpsuits stand supporting or leaning into each other. Marcie Mamura stands in the middle; she looks down and away, the only face visible in the group. Chloe Marie embraces Mamura from behind. Katherine Kiefer Stark supports Mamura from the front, also in an embrace. The three women create a quiet, intimate, peaceful tableau. Bright light illuminates their bodies against a dark, shadowed background.
Photo: Bridgette Ivkovic
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The Naked Stark’s Deep Dive Enchantment at the Water Works

Jonathan Stein

‘swimming through the stars or schools of fish’

Delwin Elk Bear Fiddler kneels with one arm outstretched to the left and the other bent across his body holding a wooden pipe. Fiddler wears bright attire with multicolored strips of ribbons and a yellow feathered headdress. He kneels on a brown animal hide near a drum and several piles of plastic hoops in a blackbox theater.
Photo: Joshua Crone
  • Reviews

The Chief Called Upon the Grass Dancers to Purify the Ground, and the Tradition Lived On

Caitlin Green

Dance and oral tradition of the Lakota people

A maroon graphic says “Philadelphia Butoh Collective” in white bold font. Below the words there’s a black emblem with an image of a person sitting on the ground with one foot and their arms raised in the air. Red lettering overlays the image and also reads “Philadelphia Butoh Collective. To the right, lining the border, there are duplicate images of two people in motion. One is bent over from the waist with arms hanging to the ground, and the other stands with bent knees, hinging slightly backward with one arm outstretched and the other folded over their torso. To the far left border, vertical lettering reads “two new pieces” in black, bold font.
Photo: Philadelphia Butoh Collective
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Butoh: Addressing The Discomfort

Caitlin Green

There’s drool, (and lots of it).

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