Duration 47 minutes

Choreography Fabrizio Favale
Set First Rose
Dancers Martin Angiuli, Daniele Bianco, Vincenzo Cappuccio, Martina Danieli, Francesco Leone, Mirko Paparusso
Music Alex Somers, Sigur Rós, M83
Stage manager Andrea La Bozzetta
Co-produced by Festival MilanOltre, KLm – Kinkaleri / Le Supplici / mk
Production supports MIBAC / Regione Emilia-Romagna
Supported by h(abita)t – Rete di Spazi per la Danza / Sementerie Artistiche, Crevalcore / Teatro Consorziale di Budrio

1 Intro
2 Dragonflies
3 Third Eye
4 Ibis Tanz
5 Frattale
6 Ice Fall
7 The Wilderness
8 Tornado
9 The Turing Machine
10 A simple canon
11 Away From Everything
12 Another language
13 Outro

This work wants to be a tribute to the magic and enchantment of the Serpentine Dance by Loïe Fuller (1862-1928), the absolute pioneer of that visual modality that only later we would have defined psychedelic, optical.

THE WILDERNESS is a quick and light sequence of 13 dances in an artificial and vaguely psychedelic environment, where the space is made iridescent by unnatural glows produced by special light effects on the backdrop, a visual work by First Rose.
All the dances were created in distant and sometimes hostile environments, in the forests, in the snow, in the rain, near the animals … rarity and fantastic animals.
In their variations, these dances describe a world that does not exist, yet they now seem to refer to strange black embroideries of the flight of a swallow; now to geometric designs, synchronicities and canons as in a blossoming of fractals. However, a wild mood is perceived at times, as something uncontrolled that advances and flourishes within an ordered thing. It is the wilderness, the wild land.

“The question of landscape is perhaps also the question of uncertainty. The landscape, whether real or imaginary, always involves two questions: one is geometric, so to speak, where we have to deal with distances, perspectives, what we can perceive or go across. The other has to do with the soul, in a silent dialogue between images that takes place somewhere and we don’t know where. So it is not uncommon to see Iceland where there is only a slope towards the stream or to see an impromptu gathering of Etruscans where peasants discuss in the distance. … Yet while we try to mend the incongruities suggested by a ghostly place, while we try to justify and measure the distances, something flourishes and advances and thickens and makes impractical any place that previously had a semblance of familiarity. The wilderness is called elsewhere: wild land. ” Fabrizio Favale