Hamlet, a tragedy in dance

Stripped of its nearly 30,000-word text, William Shakespeare’s The Tragedy of Hamlet, the Prince of Denmark, becomes, in the hands of director Robert Lepage and choreographer/dancer Guillaume Côté, something more akin to an expressionistic painting than a spoken word performance.

Once awakened from his melancholic brooding as the curtain goes up, Côté’s Hamlet is never still again, his inner turmoil made manifest in powerful, athletic dance, driven by John Gzowski’s relentless, evocative, recorded score. This Hamlet is all passion, all action, eschewing narrative for character-driven dance arrangements on a sparsely furnished set where Simon Rossiter’s lighting design animates ever-moving curtains and billowing silks to make a drama that keeps one very much in the present, as only dance can do.

Côté may be the central character, but he doesn’t hog all the best moves. From the opening scene with Hamlet’s friend and supporter Horatio – a brilliantly cast and frightfully nimble Natasha Poon Woon – through emotional scenes between Claudius (veteran Robert Glumbek, who shows an aptitude for classical acting) and Greta Hodgkinson’s stately yet extroverted Gertrude, to the final scenes of violent swordplay, this 100-minute, intermission-less show keeps up the momentum.

Structured as a series of scenes that open with surtitled, white-lettered phrases, à la a 1920s silent movie, this Hamlet is more pastiche than episodic, lightening the mood when the intensity builds to a breaking-point with some humorous mask work, when the players arrive to re-enact the murder of Hamlet’s father. Lepage and Côté have selected elements of Shakespeare’s play most conducive to dance interpretation, including scenes such as Ophelia’s drowning, memorably performed by Carleen Zouboules who is manipulated from underneath a turquoise watery silk, that do not occur in the stage play.

Cast as Polonius, the multi-talented Bernard Meney also performs an expanded role as  Ophelia’s father, as ever so subtly, the show touches on the oedipal elements between sons and mothers, fathers and daughters. Connor Mitton as Rosencrantz and Willem Sadler as Guildenstern likewise see much more on-stage action than Shakespeare gave them.

One hopes that this short run at Toronto’s Elgin Theatre will not be the last for this danced through Hamlet, for it is the kind of show that will only get better with each lightning performance.

The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark

Designed and directed by Robert Lepage

Co-designed and choreographed by Guillaume Côté

Based on the play by William Shakespeare

Produced by Ex Machina/Côté Danse/Dvoretsky Productions

At the Elgin Theatre, Toronto through April 7, 2024.

Photo of Guillaume Côté and Carleen Zouboules courtesy of Show One Productions

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Alive, Revived and Hilarious

Billy Boyd and Dominic Monaghan lead a stellar cast in a fine production from Halifax’s Neptune Theatre that is a joy to behold and as bracing an engagement for the mind and the funny bone as one is likely to find on stage this season.

First performed in 1966, Tom Stoppard’s absurdist, existentialist play, running at the CAA Theatre until April 6, is as delightfully playful and funny as it ever was, yet newly challenging of our perceptions and our understanding of the uses of theatre.

It’s not as if director Jeremy Webb simply took the play out of mothballs. He enlivens and enriches Rosencrantz by casting experienced and agile actors and giving them plenty of physical activity, music and song. Set designer Andrew Cull’s ingenious use of a pair of movable bleachers makes the transitions in and out of the play at hand and the play performed by the tragedians in William Shakespeare’s Hamlet seamless.

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead is above all else a comedy, full of snappy dialogue, wordplay and philosophical badinage. It is also makes a lively commentary on the purpose of theatre, life and death and the whole business of existence and

Webb’s casting of the wondrous Scottish actor Billy Boyd (Pippin in the Lord of the Rings trilogy) with his Lord of the Rings cast mate, the prominent television actor Dominic Monaghan, is the making of this production. This Guildenstern and Rosencrantz, lifted out of their minor roles in Hamlet to become Stoppard’s protagonists, are post-modern versions of Samuel Beckett’s Vladimir and Estragon, passing the time with verbal game-playing and like any of Shakespeare’s clowns and commentators, as nimble of foot as they are of tongue:

ROSENCRANTZ: We might as well be dead. Do you think death could possibly be a boat?

GUILDENSTERN: No, no, no…Death is… not. Death isn’t. You take my meaning? Death is the ultimate negative. Not-being. You can’t not-be on a boat.

ROSENCRANTZ: I’ve frequently not been on a boat.

The curtain comes up on the two of them sitting on bleachers playing at coin tossing in an impossible sequence of flips in which every one of 76 tosses has resulted in heads. The theme of chance and fate and is firmly established. Also, the idea that that it’s only a thin veil that separates concrete reality from make-believe. Behind Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, through a flimsy black curtain we can see figures on bleachers viewing the coin tossers as if they were giving a performance, which of course they are.

Enter the Player, performed by Stratford veteran Michael Blake, a magisterial, yet often regretful, leader of a pack of tragedians – those who perform The Murder of Gonzago in Hamlet – but also the chief roles of Hamlet (a powerful Pasha Ebrahimi), Polonius (Walter Borden), Ophelia (Helen Belay), Gertrude (Raquel Duffy), Claudius (Jonathan Ellul) and others.

It’s all a delightfully complicated, an ironic display of theatricality and the play of language (“Words, words. They’re all we have to go on,” says Guildenstern. “Rhetoric! Game and match!” rejoins Rosenkrantz.)

Entertaining, enlightening and absurdly absorbing.

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

By Tom Stoppard

Directed by Jeremy Webb

Movement director Angela Gasparetto

Set designer Andrew Cull

Lighting designer Leigh Ann Vardy

Sound designer/ composer Deanna H. Choi

Produced by the Neptune Theatre

Presented by Mirvish Productions at the CAA Theatre in Toronto until April 6, 2024

Photo by @stoometzphoto: Dominic Monaghan as Rosencrantz, Billy Boyd as Guildenstern

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Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland a phantasmagoria to behold

Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland is a story of the precisely rational overturned by the absurd. It’s a delightful fantasy fit to charm the young yet satirically entertaining enough for parents seeking to decode its characters and plot.

And so goes Christopher Wheeldon’s adaptation of the 1865 novel. A full-length three-act show that breaks the mold of the romantic story ballet, it was co-commissioned by the Royal Ballet and the National Ballet of Canada and premiered on both stages in 2011.

Running throughout March Break, the National Ballet’s latest staging of Alice plays to the max to both sides of our brains, the cerebral and the emotional, with a tremendous cast of dancers supported by David Briskin’s rousing direction of the ballet’s orchestra playing Joby Talbot’s brilliantly innovative score.

Wheeldon had not made a full-length story ballet when he tackled Alice’s Adventures, an audiotape of which he’d listened to repeatedly as a child. Knowing it would be impossible to condense the whole plot into a traditional ballet format, he seized on the vivid characters, the humour and the imagery of Carroll’s book to fashion stunning, often zany dance tableaux. Talbot’s score carries the narrative arc.

Wheeldon chose Talbot as a co-creator, because coming from a background of scoring films, he had transitioned to dance with majestic soundscapes for works by Wheeldon and the Royal Ballet’s Wayne McGregor. “He created these unusual, shimmering orchestral colours that to me felt absolutely like the right direction for Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland,” says Wheeldon.

Talbot’s score illuminates the two worlds that Alice occupies and foregrounds the many transformations that occur in the ballet.

The opening of scene takes us into the upper-class 19th-century, ordered environment of Henry Liddell, Dean of Christ Church, father to daughters Lorina, Alice and Edith. Lewis Carroll, a mathematics professor and friend of the family reads to the girls and performs magic tricks, as tea is served on the lawn amid a game of croquet. Enter Jack, the gardener’s boy, a friend of Alice’s, who offers her a rose clipped from Mrs. Liddell’s sacred rosebushes. Alice in return gives him a jam tart. An enraged Mrs. Liddell pounces on Jack, accusing him of theft and dismissing him from the party.

Talbot describes the musical motif he found for Wonderland as “a strange, shifting bitonal music – a restless ticking clock.” This emphatic tick-tocking percussion also signals the plunge from Alice’s above-ground, secure family life into a dark netherland, where one pill makes you larger and one pill makes you small.

Bob Crowley’s ingenious graphic projections on the changing scrim take Alice down the black hole, following Caroll, now transformed into the White Rabbit, through a glowing jelly mould on the tea table into Wonderland. As the projections of doors on the scrim grow bigger or smaller, so does Alice with each substance she consumes, appear diminutive or gargantuan, against her graphic background.

The score makes Alice an active protagonist and not just an observer of events. She’s chasing the white rabbit, following the smoky messages of a hookah-smoking caterpillar, keeping up with a manic tap-dancing Mad Hatter (the dramatic Ben Rudisin) and encountering a wild-eyed, puppeteered Chesire cat made up of parts that come together and fall asunder.

Tirion Law, with her quick-silver steps and seamless transitions from sheltered girl to able adventurer, strikes just the right balance between portrayal of a child and a sophisticated guide to her wonderland. She and Naoya Ebe as Jack/the Knave of Hearts make a beautiful pairing, especially in the climactic pas de deux.

Talbot gave several of the main characters a musical signature. Donald Thom, a formidable shapeshifter who doubles as Lewis Carroll and the White Rabbit, comes on to the strains of the celesta. Peng-Fei Jiang, in a sinuous solo as the Caterpiller, dances to a middle-eastern-sounding oboe d’amore piece.

Svetlana Lunkina gives an hilarious character portrayal as Alice’s mother, reappearing as The Queen of Hearts. She’s a neurotic, controlling hostess and mistress of ceremonies spoofed by her King, Rex Harrington in one of the campiest, funniest performances of his late career. Talbot gives the queen a tango to perform and themes her with a semi-tone sharpened solo violin to indicate her high-strung nature.

Wheeldon and Talbot pay such attention to the telling detail – the backwards-running hands of a huge pocket watch dangling over Alice’s adventures in a surreal landscape representing many a childhood fear, hangs overhead accompanied by cacophonous, dissonant musical crescendos – that the audience willingly suspends disbelief to enjoy outstanding dancing mixed with a little delirium.

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

Choreography  Christopher Wheeldon

Music  Joby Talbot

Scenario  Nicholas Wright

Set and costumes  Bob Crowley

Performed by the artists of the National Ballet of Canada

At the Four Seasons Centre for the Performing Arts, Toronto

March 6 to 17, 2024

Trailer: Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland | The National Ballet of Canada (youtube.com)

Photos by Kira Kuras, from left: Tirion Law and Naoya Ebe as Alice and the Knave of Hearts; the Dormouse, Alice, The Mad Hatter and the March Hare; Donald Thom as the White Rabbit, with Tirion Law. Courtesy of the National Ballet of Canada

The Answer lies in Sami Culture

The answer is land, but what is the question? Perhaps: how can we continue to exist on our ever-shrinking territories and preserve our culture on traditional lands heavily beset by global warming?

Sámi choreographer Elle Sofe Sara articulates it better. About Vástádos Eana/The Answer is Land, opening tomorrow at Harbourfront’s Fleck Dance Theatre, she says, “It’s about inviting the audience into a state where we are all here together. The [performers] are standing equally on the same ground and we take the audience on a journey, one that is based in spirituality.”  

The Answer, created in 2021, is about kinship and the shared sorrow of the Sámi people, colonized for decades, herded into residential schools like the indigenous peoples of Canada, their language and culture suppressed, their Sápmi territories drastically reduced.

Today, the approximately 2 million Sámi peoples, historically occupying the land for about 12,000 years, are confined to lands in the northern tips of Norway, Sweden, Finland and the Kola Peninsula in Russia.

Elle Sofe Sara’s prize-winning show is a celebration of the still thriving Sámi culture and a defiance:  the dancers are literally standing their ground in the face of a global crisis.

A special aspect of the show is the result of collaborating with southern Sámi yoiker and composer Frode Fjellheim, best known on this side of the pond for the adaptation of his 2002 song “Eatnemen Vuelie”, as the opening number for the animated film Frozen.And what is a yoik, you say? Check YouTube and you’ll see a Laplander in traditional dress, softly pounding an indigenous rhythm on a skin-drum while singing songs remarkably similar to those of the British Columbia coastal peoples.

The seven dancers in the show, all women, and some Sámi, perform Fjeillheim’s polyphonically arranged songs in during the show, creating a complete aural and kinetic sphere of Sámi origin. As seen in the trailer, the dance, with its ritualistic movement, is reminiscent of Jean-Pierre Perrault’s 1983 breakthrough show, Joe, which also invited the audience into the bodies of the dancers on stage to share in their unity of purpose.

Sara is known for her globe-trotting creations and has been to Canada before, once performing for the Arctic Winter Games when they were held here. Last year her company performed The Answer in Montreal. Born in the Norwegian villageGuovdageaidnu, she never saw professional dance on stage, but somehow by 16, she knew dancing was for her. Getting dance training, she says, “Opened up a whole new world for me” and was the spark for a life of creation. She holds a master’s degree in dance and received dance training at London’s Laban Trinity School. She’s also an accomplished filmmaker, whose works have appeared on the slate of the Imaginative festival. When not touring Sara lives in the village of her birth, with her partner, a reindeer herder.

As the jury said, in awarding Elle Sofe Sara the 2023 Telenor Culture Prize, “Elle Sofe Sara is an artist who really transcends boundaries. She is a choreographer, a director, and a filmmaker – and to all her productions she brings a lot of playfulness and curiosity as she continues to combine different elements to great effect. She is unafraid to challenge established ideas about the limitations of the performing arts and remains eager to explore new ways of engaging with her audiences.”

Personally, I’m keen to join those viewers

The Answer is Land

Choreography Elle Sofe Sara

Composer Frode Fjellheim

Costume design Line Maher

Set Elin Melberg

Lighting Øystein Heitmann

Toronto premiere runs in the Fleck Dance Theatre, March 6 and 7

See The Answer is Land trailer here: https://vimeo.com/724070129

A rousing play to celebrate Maryusa Nikiforova, martyred Ukrainian anarchist-resister of her day

It takes an anarchist to know one. And it took Norman Nawrocki, Montreal playwright, musician, novelist and anarcho-artist-activist to create MARUSYA NIKIFOROVA: Ukraine’s legendary anarchist warrior. First mounted in 2023, at the 16th annual Montreal International Anarchist Theatre Festival, the one-act, 30-minute play is screening on YouTube until March 8, International Women’s Day, as a fundraiser for the Ukrainian resistance – feminists, environmentalists, anarchists and activists, working on the frontlines against Russian invaders and occupiers.

You can take in the teleplay on Nawrocki’s YouTube channel here: https://youtu.be/Lv05Vd9n1iY and watch for the prompts in the show credits to donate to the Ukrainian resistance group Solidarity Collectives.

Maria Hryhorivna Nikiforova (1885–1919), better known as Marusya, was born in Oleksandrivsk — present-day Zaporizhzhia — a strategic location on the banks of the Dnieper River. Maryusa’s father had fought as an officer in the Russian-Turkish war of 1877-1878. After leaving home at 16, the androgenous teenager (actually intersex) found whatever work she could to support herself and wound up on a factory floor washing bottles in a vodka distillery. Taking up with a communist anarchist group, Maryusa engaged in terrorist acts against the Russian empire, including bombing, expropriation of property and armed robbery.

Imprisoned in 1908, she served time in exile in Siberia, incited a prison riot and once released, joined the international anarchist movement, saw action with anarchists in Spain, enlisted with the French Foreign Legion and fought on the Macedonian front against the Russian empire.

The outbreak of the 1917 Russian revolution forced Nikiforova back to Oleksandrivsk (Aleksandrovsk), where she took up active combat against the Bolsheviks, collaborating with other anarchist/soldiers to form the Ukrainian Peoples Republic of Soviets. She stole from the rich to support the poor, led armed militia into battle and was a chief resistor of and terrorist toward the Bolsheviks and later the White army. Nikiforova even accepted a mission to assassinate Alexander Kolchak, Supreme Ruler of Russia.

Maryusa’s heroic, ceaseless fight to defend Ukrainians against the Russian state stands as profound inspiration for the Ukrainian armed forces and the brave civilian resisters acting against the ongoing Russian assault on their country.

She and her Polish anarchist husband Witold Brzostek were arrested on August 11, 1919 in Crimea, where they had planned to assassinate the White army’s commander-in-chief Anton Denikin. Court-martialed and sentenced to execution by firing squad, they were both shot to death, Nikiforova first having tearfully bid her husband good-bye.

Nawrocki, himself of Ukrainian-Polish descent, has created a stirring, succinct, one-hander, employing an overhead voice as narrator and projections of archival photos to set the scene. His star, Ukrainian actor Mariya Hadubyak, a Montrealer since her immigration to Canada in 2022, performs with the Ukrainian troupe Sozhary. She gives life and soul to Maryusa under Nawrocki’s spirited direction. Vancouver-based musician and composer Vivian Nawrocki (Nawrocki’s sister) created the soundtrack. Producer Babushka Theatre is a Montreal theatre laboratory dedicated to the staging of Ukrainian-Canadian[1]Polish plays.

The YouTube run ends March 8; time enough to show our solidarity with the Ukrainian resistance.

MARUSYA NIKIFOROVA: Ukraine’s legendary anarchist warrior

Written and directed by Norman Nawrocki

Performed by Mariya Hadubyak

Soundtrack by Vivian Nawrocki

Produced by Babushka Theatre

Screening on YouTube until March 8 at https://youtu.be/Lv05Vd9n1iY

For more information about the Ukrainian resistance, go to https://www.solidaritycollectives.org/en/main-page-english

Photo: Mariya Hadubyak as Maryusa Nikiforova in Paris, 1912-13, where she met with international anarchists and Russian exiles.

Stephen Bigsby 1946 – 2024

My friend Stephen Bigsby was a remarkable person. It’s not often you find kindness, supreme intelligence, generosity, political astuteness and laugh-out-loud quick-wittedness in one man. I knew Stephen for most of my life, because his sister Gail was my best friend from grade 1 at Monterey elementary school in Oak Bay, BC.

Meeting the Bigsbys and spending much of my early years at their grand home on the corner of Beach Drive and St. Patrick Street, exploring tide pools on the rocks or dunking in the chilly waters of McNeil Bay, was for me a formative experience. Harry Bigsby, a superintendent of music for the Victoria School Board, oversaw a school program that ensured several generations of Victoria students got a sound musical education. Tall and handsome, and sometimes a little formidable, Harry, unlike most other dads in the 1950s actively engaged with his children and their friends. His American wife Dorothy, whom he met in the music faculty at the University of Washington, was a beautiful singer. She was the cool mum–full of fun, an avid golfer, outgoing and happy to chat with her children’s friends. She was the rare ‘50s mum who had a job, notably in the Hudson’s Bay Company’s record department during the Elvis era. Dorothy was the mother some of us wished our mothers might emulate.

Jim was the eldest. Five years older than Gail and I, he was a high school Somebody when we were still in bobby socks and saddle shoes. After graduating from the University of Victoria and Simon Fraser, Jim developed a business designing and implementing innovative educational materials. An enthusiast of the best kind, Jim was a musical force in Victoria. For decades he directed the Goward House Singers, a choir I joined in 2009, much to my benefit, for Jim was a gifted conductor, educator and orchestral arranger. Tragically, we lost Jim on January 20, only 13 days before his brother Stephen’s death from cancer on February 2, his exuberance stolen by vascular dementia. But that illness never robbed Jim of his expansive spirit, his brilliant smile and magnetic good looks. He leaves his wife Suzanne, steadfast and loving throughout Jim’s final years, son David, daughter Caitlin and their families.

Stephen, only 20 months older than Gail, was from his early teens a force to be reckoned with. He could be highly entertaining: joking, clowning and firing off zingers. Or he could be laser-focused on scholastic achievement, with a drive that saw him and his Oak Bay High School teammates win the BC Grand Champions title on Reach for the Top in 1964. The Bigsby household was not like mine. Here people laughed, joked and debated, expressed their feelings and followed their passions. Stephen was especially adept at debate. From high school, he was marked out for leadership — in politics, diplomacy and executive management.

Gail, lest we forget, was the little sister who more than held her own with her brothers, a talented artist and musician, and a champion golfer. She and I were friends, teammates and rivals on the honours list. We also got up to plenty of no good, starting from puberty. Gail was always the first to try anything forbidden or exciting: she made me do it.

As a first-year student at UVic, I re-encountered Stephen, in his capacity as the 1966-67 student president. He took on the role like the governor of a minor state. He encouraged me to apply for a Canadian Union of Students exchange scholarship that took me to Toronto for a mind-expanding year at York University. I was proud to join Stephen and his friends, including a previous UVic student president, Paul Williamson, at a weekly discussion group held in a downtown Victoria sauna bathhouse. The group was called the Socrates Society, if memory serves. Serious socio-political discussions took place as we sat in our bathing suits and damp towels. Although, it must be admitted, Paul and I also had less erudite pursuits in mind.

Stephen was a most educated man. In addition to a BA from UVic, he held an MA in political science from Carlton University and did a post-graduate year in economics in Stockholm, where he learned Swedish. On top of that, he earned an MBA at Université Laval, becoming a fluent French speaker. These studies were a methodical preparation for Stephen’s application to join the Canadian Trade Commissioner Service, where he worked in Ottawa and then secured an appointment to the Canadian consulate in Milan, Italy.

The fates served up the perfect match for Stephen, in the person of Elisabetta Recchi, a sharp-witted, well educated and cultured Italian, whom he hired to work in the trade commission office. Before long Stephen and Elisabetta were married. When they moved to Montreal in 1981, Stephen became Senior Industrial Commissioner (Europe) for Metropolitan Montreal’s Economic Development Agency. Elisabetta joined the RBC Financial Group, a move that eventually elevated her to the RBC executive committee. By 1997, Stephen and Elisabetta had moved to Toronto, where Stephen held the positions of vice-president at the Canadian Commercial Corporation and executive director at the Association of Canadian Pension Management.

After retirement, the couple travelled extensively, hopping between homes in Toronto, a condo in Victoria’s Swallows Landing and Elisabetta’s haunts in northern Italy. I got to know Stephen afresh and witnessed a marriage of true minds. They were amazing companions, sometimes during one conversation switching from English to French to Italian. Stephen was a loyal friend to those he’d grown up with and always stayed connected with them. He was also a benefactor from an early age, dating back to the summer he spent working for CUSO. A quiet but thoughtful philanthropist, he supported the arts and education.

On walks with him, Elisabetta and Gail, I noted that minor irritants such as a deceptive trail marking on a map of John Dean Park could set Stephen fuming. At the same time, he could, when faced with BC’s real estate speculation and money-laundering tax on their months-empty condo, compose a letter to the NDP government telling them precisely how to better reframe the tax, then post copies in the mail to every BC MLA.

Stephen wore his intelligence lightly; he never pontificated but could casually cast an analysis of Alexander Hamilton’s Federalist Papers, 50 years after he’d studied it. What’s more, he was a true gentleman, kind and considerate and always listening to what others had to say about the world.

I, along with all his friends and family, will miss Stephen fiercely, but we will never forget him. He was a man about whom you could say, he always showed up.

Photo: Stephen and Elisabetta on New York City’s Highline, December 2009, by Jack MacDonald

The secret order unveiled

Phil Comeau is an experienced francophone filmmaker with a long list of documentaries and features to his name. But even he looks a bit stunned by what he’s finding out about his father as he researches l’Ordre de Jacques Cartier in the NFB film The Secret Order.

The secret society established in 1926 was truly underground, its members recruited mainly through the church and its aims and rituals kept secret for life among most members.

A sinister air surrounds the francophone society as Comeau recreates an initiation ceremony in a very effective dramatization. The young men, having assembled at some point, don eye-masks for a blindfolded journey to an underground chamber. They must put a hand on the shoulder of the man in front and are led then by a member of the order to submit to five “ordeals” that will determine if they have what it takes to belong to Jacques Cartier brotherhood.  These tests involve holding a hand over a candle, walking a plank and having their heads held under water. In the film, one initiate decides the order is not for him. The ritual, led by a grand chief in a blue satin sash, was to show how solidarity was as important as secrecy in the operations of the order.

The Secret Order follows Comeau, a New Brunswick-born francophone, in his search through multiple archives to uncover the purpose of the secret society. The Jacques Cartier order was born of necessity: to assert the rights of French Canadians. Long before the 1963 Royal Commission on Bilingualism and Biculturalism, it was only through the Ordre de Jacques Cartier that francophones could establish the right to use their own language in their own country.

English oppression was so bad that as one Acadian former member of the order recalls, he was reprimanded by his boss at the post office for speaking French to a French-speaking customer.

For Phil Comeau, investigation into the order that his father was a member of was freighted with personal revelations. In one of the archives, he finds his father’s membership card. In another cache of materials, the actual eye coverings used in the initiation ritual. And his searches lead him to living family members as well as former members of the order, most of whom have never spoken of the secret society for a public audience.

Secrecy was paramount so each chapter or cell of L’Ordre de Jacques Cartier—as many as 850 across the country comprising 72,000 members—kept to itself. The goal was representation in government, in banks and on school boards, but recruitment focused on the rural population, which was where most Canadian francophones lived in the early 20th century.

By 1965, after Quebeckers began to agitate for their rights, the order was disbanded. However, The Secret Order is a testament to the many men (only one woman was ever made a member of the order) who helped secure the French language and francophone culture in Canada on a permanent basis. Among the prominent names were onetime mayor of Montreal Jean Drapeau and the first francophone premier of New Brunswick, Louis Robichaud.

No longer secret, L’Ordre de Jacques Cartier made an important contribution to Canadian democracy.

The Secret Order https://www.nfb.ca/film/the-secret-order/.

Photo: Young initiates taking the oath to the Ordre de Jacques-Cartier. Courtesy of the National Film Board of Canada

Louise Lecavalier, simply the best

Under a spotlight on a darkened stage, a breathtaking sight: her platinum blonde mane flashing, an embodied force of nature, the dancer in the black bustier explodes into barrel rolls, airborne, gathering speed. This was Louise Lecavalier dancing with La La La Human Steps in the 1990s.

And she’s still rolling: Lecavalier will perform her own solo, Stations, at the Fleck Dance Theatre in Toronto from November 23 to 25.

Muse to Edouard Lock, artistic director of La La La Human Steps, Lecavalier has continued as a solo performer and choreographer since she struck out on her own in the early 2000s.

She’s been a legend in her own time, a dancer one never forgets. “When you’re holding a bomb in your hands, what do you do with it?” says a male dancer in Raymond St-Jean’s 2018 documentary Louise Lecavalier: In Motion.

Born in Montreal in 1958, Lecavalier was dancing professionally by the time she was 18. She joined La La La in 1981 and helped define that company’s unique style of dancing. Interviewed by the CBC in 1989 alongside Lecavalier, Lock noted that dance had historically been about shapes, beautiful bodies arranged in artful positions. “I think it’s more interesting to see a flux of energy. Someone moving has no shape and that’s really interesting; it’s almost an abstraction.” Lock and Lecavalier’s collaborations ended in 1999.

Her hair shorter now, Lecavalier has continued as a notable presence on the international stage, commencing with establishment of her own company, Fou Glorieux, in 2006. Its mandate: “to bring together dancers and collaborators of all ages and horizons around a fully mature performer to carry out creation projects in a flexible, open framework.”

In 2006, Lecavalier collaborated with Crystal Pite, who choreographed a solo for her, Lone Epic, which was boldly set to Bernard Herrmann’s music for Citizen Kane. In the 2009 piece Children, choreographed by Nigel Charnock, Lecavalier danced with Patrick Lamothe to the music of Leonard Cohen, Brownie McGhee, Billie Holliday and others. Described as a narrative of a long relationship breaking down, Children is highly physical, the performers taking on the appearance of overgrown kids.

Battleground, the piece Lecavalier choreographed for herself partnering Robert Abubo, is based on the characters in Italo Calvino’s novella, The Non-Existent Knight. These duets seem to deepen Lecavalier’s intensity, as she pits herself against a dancer of equal energy, the results definitely greater than the sum of the parts.

“Increasingly, over time, I have become the subject of my research,” says Lecavalier. “I take the risk that my various existential battles as a dancer may resemble those of others, trusting that the new difficulties I come up against or inflict upon myself in the movements will always provide an answer and perhaps a true space of freedom. I go back into the studio to discover the previously unrevealed movements that will allow me to renew and clarify what my body needs and what inspires me now. I seize upon new steps as if it were a matter of sheer survival.”

Hence, Stations, which premiered in Dusseldorf in 2020. The wild white-blond hair is part of this performance, which finds Lecavalier, no worse for punishing years on stage, whirling and contorting in a fascinating blur to the original, jazzy music of Antoine Berthiaume. Clearly Louise Lecavalier is the Mick Jagger of contemporary dance: electrifying, inimitable.

Stations

Created and performed by Louise Lecavalier

November 23 to 25, 2023

Fleck Dance Theatre, Harbourfront Centre, Toronto
Photo of Louise Lecavalier by André Cornellier

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Beautiful, historic southwest Saskatchewan

Among the several reasons to visit Fort Walsh National Historic Site in southwest Saskatchewan, is the route that takes you there. Heading west out of Eastend, you’ll drive through the Cypress Hills, location of some of the most spectacular and unpredictable landscape to be found in Canada: white clay mounds rising out of hills riven with lush, treed coulees; wide open prairie where ferruginous hawks can swoop over the grasslands; and a winding upland highway that opens onto an alpine meadow.

Just beyond the meadow lies Fort Walsh, designated a national historic site because of the massacre of more than 20 Nakoda men, women and children on June 1, 1873. Behind the Assiniboine peoples’ deaths lies a complicated history. The Nakoda were the collateral damage in a fight for resources among various colonial and American parties over the land they lived on.

The wolf hunters, whiskey and fur traders who committed the massacre were mostly American, but there also Métis and Upper Canadian fur traders attracted to the territory by the dwindling herds of buffalo.

The massacre, news of which soon reached Ottawa, spurred the deployment of the Northwest Mounted Police, precursors of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Created by an act of Parliament in 1873, the force was already established at Fort Garry. But news of the massacre prompted a long march of Northwest Mounted Police, 300-strong, aimed at bringing law and order to the western territories and securing Canada’s sovereignty over the land in the face of American incursions from south of the border.

In their scarlet tunics and navy-blue trousers, the men set out from Dufferin, Manitoba on July 8, 1874 to make the 1,300-km march across the prairies on horseback, towing supplies in red river carts. The force split at La Roche Percée in what is now southwest Saskatchewan, one group going northwest to establish Fort Edmonton and the other heading for the territory where the American whiskey traders were still making trouble for the local indigenous people. And so it was that James Morrow Walsh, a NWMP superintendent, established a military base at Fort Walsh in 1875. Soon Canadian control of the territory was fixed, the whiskey traders routed and relations with the indigenous locals established.

The present fort is a reconstruction of the original, furnished and appointed as it was in the heyday of the NWMP as the force protected the territory for the English and French traders and settlers, including a substantial community of Métis, who became adept traders with the local first nations inhabitants. For better or worse, the presence of the NWMP also ensured the signing of treaties with the indigenous peoples.

Today, uniformed guides at Fort Walsh take visitors on an informative tour of officers’ quarters, stables and smithy, giving a clear picture of life in the fort nearly 150 years ago. Bernard (Cheng Hao), an excellent guide in full uniform, points out details in the reconstructed interiors of various buildings, including the commanding officer’s living quarters, non-commissioned officer’s quarters and a piece of artillery whose function he can demonstrate.

Outside the palisades, stroll down to two cabins, where guide Stephen Girard, dressed as a Métis trader, outlines the relationship between the local Métis, the NWMP, the settler population and the Indigenous communities. Hudson’s Bay blankets, dry goods, beaver and other pelts stock the shelves and counters. Girard explains how many bison hides (five or more) might be traded for one HBC blanket, marked with lines that show the height of pelts required in trade.

In search of living bison, a visitor might drive toward the border with Montana to a former ranch on the Old Man on His Back plateau, now designated a Prairie and Heritage Conservation Area. If you haven’t booked a tour, you can wander over the hills and plateau and if lucky, might see a bison or two grazing with cattle. It’s pretty exciting.

Photos, clockwise: Stephen Girard as a Métis trader, Old Man on his Back nature conservancy, Bernard in the Fort Walsh NCO quarters, cattle grazing in the Cypress Hills.

Newton throws a bang-up birthday party

Ask Newton Moraes — celebrating 25 years of the company that bears his name — how he got into dance in Brazil and the first word that comes out of his mouth is “Bob”. By that he means the late Bob Shirley, an anthropologist from the University of Toronto whose studies were concentrated in Brazil.

“I met Bob in 1985. I was studying physical education at Unisinos University in Porto Alegre.” They became friends and later, partners. Moraes, who had done some samba dancing, admired a company called Ballet Phoenix. “He said, ‘Why don’t you start taking class with them? So I did and I took some jazz and some ballet classes.”

He recalls with fondness the 86-year-old dancer, Tony Petzholds, who taught the ballet classes. “She was a fabulous dancer. She was doing a penché and I couldn’t believe this woman had her leg up here (he demonstrates). ‘This is how it is supposed to be done,’ she said. Even the dancers in the company would look at her and say, ‘holy fuck’.”

While still living in Porto Alegre Moraes also took lessons from a jazz dancer, Annette Lubisco. Three years after meeting Newton, Bob had to return to his job at U of T. But the two kept in touch. By 1991, Moraes was dancing in Porto Alegre and even teaching. On a visit, Bob said, “Newton, you are very talented. I should take you to Canada. Believe me, you are going to love it.”

So in 1991, with minimal dance experience, no English and few prospects for work, Newton — thanks to a letter Bob wrote to immigration authorities – was granted a visa and moved in with the anthropology professor in Toronto. Right away he enrolled in English classes during the day and dance classes at Toronto Dance Theatre at night. He auditioned for the School of Toronto Dance Theatre and in 1992 was accepted. Then, like a hot wind in winter, Newton Moraes burst upon the dance scene.

“Six months later, I was on stage.” Toronto Dance Theatre was performing Court of Miracles at the Premiere Dance Theatre (now the Fleck) and they brought in students, including the first-year men, to fill out the cast. “There I was performing with Patricia Beatty, David Earle and Peter Randazzo.”

Students at the TDT School were encouraged to create. “I started to make my little choreographies for the student shows at the Coffee House. And Trish Beatty said, ‘You have something to share: carry on.’ ”

By 1994, with Bob Shirley’s assistance, Newton and the students mounted a show at the George Ignatieff Theatre on the UofT campus. It was all free and the theatre was packed. Soon, he was dancing at the Fringe Festival of Independent Dance Artists and even got a gig at the Music Gallery. The first time I saw Newton dance, it was a solo based on his batuque religion. Scantily clad, moving slowly and deliberately on the FfIDA stage, he was spellbinding, doing something I had never seen before.

More lessons, in jazz, invitations to perform at German festivals, a stint at York University and more networking led to the formation of Newton Moraes Dance Theatre presenting its first show May 22 and 23, 1997. The company continued into the new millennium, funded through a combination of Bob’s generosity, government grants, teaching classes in Afro-Brazilian dance and Newton’s willingness to take on day jobs, usually as a cleaner.

Over the years, Newton Moraes Dance Theatre has employed dozens of dancers and given work to outstanding dance professionals, including Sharon DiGenova, lighting designer for the anniversary show Life Under My Skin. His Brazilian influences and dance foundation have always been detectable in his choreography, especially in works such as Brazil: The Land of Tears and Soul, from 2013. Nevertheless, Moraes credits major mentors such as Denise Fujiwara, Danny Grossman and choreographer/dancer Jean Sasportes, the long-time Pina Bausch associate, for his growth as a choreographer.

Life Under My Skin has been in development for months. Collaborating with composer Edgardo Moreno and the troupe of eight dancers, Newton built a dance that asks the universal questions about why artists are forced to create and how they survive when money is scarce. Questions Newton himself knows the answers to. Funding from the Toronto Arts council, Ontario Arts Council and Canada Council for the Arts has also enabled the creation of a documentary film about the company. It’s going to be a bang-up birthday for Newton Moraes Dance Theatre.

Life Under My Skin

By Newton Moraes Dance Theatre

Fleck Dance Theatre, Harbourfront Centre, Toronto, 8 pm, November 24-26, 2022

Photo of dancers Maggie Armstrong, Daniela Carmona, Emilio Colalillo, Rumi Jeraj, Aryana Malekzadeh, Jianna Neufeld, Andrea Rojas, Brendan De Santis by David Hou.

Kaeja d’Dance going strong and stronger at 31

“Kaeja d’Dance is driven by a commitment to innovation in the performing arts through the expression of dance and gesture. We explore identity, personal stories and the complexity of the human experience . . . [through] mediums of live performance, dance film and community engagement.”

The mission statement is no mere window-dressing. On the 31st anniversary of the company they formed, in the 37th year of their relationship, Allen and Karen Kaeja are innovating as much as ever. For this dance company, curiosity and imagination have allowed the participants – dancers, composers, filmmakers and directors always their co-creators – to evolve according to the opportunities presented to them.

From November 11 to 13 at Harbourfront Centre Theatre, Kaeja d’Dance presents 31, a double bill that in several ways sums up the themes and direction the company has taken since its founding. In both pieces – Allen’s I am the Child of… and Karen’s TouchX – it is possible to see the fruits of a commitment to innovation and community involvement.

On Zoom from their home in Toronto, the married couple, parents to 29-year-old Aniya and 24-year-old Mika, give a clear account of how they got to this production.

Speaking about innovation, Allen, who came to dance through the martial arts, says of 31, “we are the first dance company in Canada to fully integrate immersive AR in a dance stage production. And Karen’s work is totally cutting edge in the integration of community and professional dancers.”

If there’s a rough division of labour here, Allen’s focus has been on making dance film and technological innovation, Karen’s on collaborating with community. Both have been heavily involved in dance training, which is an ongoing practice for the company, offering workshops to schools, professional dancers and individuals with no prior dance training. As co-artistic creators, they’ve racked up more than forty awards, created more than 200 original works and 35 dance films. They’ve also published EXPRESS DANCE: Educators’ Resource to Teaching Dance.

“We have worked with hundreds and hundreds of dancers over the 31 years. People who brought their beautiful talents to our work,” says Karen. The annual summer series Porch View Dances, inaugurated in 2012, is an example of the meaningful community engagement the Kaejas strive for.

After turning the porches and front yards of Toronto’s Seaton Village into outdoor stages, Porch View has also expanded to other cities. The project, says Karen, is about “honouring people who live in the community we’re working with, revealing the stories that live in the houses and bringing those stories alive on the front porches and front yards, working with professional choreographers.“ The format involves a tour guide who leads the audience around the neighbourhood telling stories from the area, “some true, some less true.”

The development, over seven years, of TouchX is allied to Karen’s work with communities. “It is based on an exploration of touch in all its fabulous and not so fabulous aspects. The fragility of touch, the agency of touch, the wanted touch, the unwanted touch and all the different kinds of responses that touch can evoke.” A late arrival to dance, Karen was drawn to its sensorial aspects at age 18. She alludes to childhood trauma when she talks about how enrolment in York University’s dance program led to a fascination with improvisation and contact dance.

For TouchX, Karen invited different generations of community participant dancers to join the professional dancers on stage. Needless to say, the pandemic, with its enforced social distancing shed a new light on the importance of touch in all our lives. “It’s great,” says Karen of COVID strictures, “because it’s pushed the work. It’s been wonderfully challenging.”

I am the Child of … had its genesis in a Facebook post Allen put up in 2015, reacting to the Harper government’s determination to stop middle eastern refugees from coming to Canada. “I am the child of a refugee,” it was titled. Allen told the story of his father, Morton Norris, a holocaust survivor whose entire family was murdered by the Nazis. He sought to enter Canada and a cousin warned him, “They don’t want our kind here.” But when the government of that day fell, Allen’s father was admitted to Canada. His story exemplifies the value that refugees bring to whatever country they land in. “What do refugees do? My father built a world; he built a community; he made a new family. He was made an honorary police officer because of his work in the community.”

Bruce Barton, a performance director, dramaturg and creator based in Calgary, has worked with Allen Kaeja on five productions. With I am the Child of… they have been co-creators from the outset of workshops and residencies that built the show, which engages 13 dancers, eight live and on stage, five who exist in augmented reality. Audience members for Child are encouraged to bring their devices, for an enhanced experience of the show.

The Kaejas had experimented with AR for a site-specific commission from ArtworxTO that had to go virtual after a new wave of COVID imposed lockdowns. But for this show, says Barton, he and Allen were entering uncharted territory: creating the appearance of live and AR dancers interacting on stage.

“We had to be sure that the AR aspects were thoroughly integrated thematically into the piece, and not just a novelty,” says Barton, who with his partner Pil Hansen (one of Karen’s dramaturgs for TouchX) is an artistic director of Vertical City Performance. To achieve this goal, they engaged Toasterlab, a Toronto-based outfit with experience in using “extended reality” in performance. Edgardo Moreno, who has been composing sound and music for Kaeja d’Dance for thirty years, has created a soundscape for Child that employs the performers voices in speech and song, with no instrumentation.

Allen’s genius, Barton says, is in creating a framework for the dancers to explore different themes in the piece, one of which is “how we connect, or fail to connect, with one another through the stories we tell about ourselves.” (See links below to trailers.)

So, much to celebrate. And when asked what they are looking forward to as Kaeja d’Dance heads into the future, both artistic directors are pretty sure they won’t run out of ideas. What’s more, says Karen, it is vital to engage with younger generations, as the company tends to do.

“Thank goodness for them,” she notes, “because we more mature artists have a lot to learn from their new thinking.”

Kaeja d’Dance: 31 (TouchX + I am the Child of …)

November 11 and 12 at 7:30 pm, Nov. 13 at 2 pm

Harbourfront Centre Theatre, Toronto

Links to trailers: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1VFFhvUpHiVqSM4kWVvXS1iSgZiGvCz7S/view

https://www.kaeja.org/k31

Photo of I am the Child of…: Aria Evans, Karen Kaeja, Ethan Kim, Geanderson Mello, Mio Sakamoto

Photographer: Kevin Jones

Fall for Dance North takes over Toronto

Nothing says accessible more enticingly than a $15 ticket to a live performance. That price point is the key to the success of Fall for Dance North, as it launches its eighth festival (September 17 to October 8) across multiple venues indoors and out, live and digital, diverse as dance can be in form and artistic origins.

Fall for Dance North (FFDN) is modelled on New York City Center’s Fall for Dance Festival, which began in 2004, and like that festival is designed to build new audiences for dance. But says FFDN artistic director Ilter Ibrahimof, the Toronto festival has developed its own identity, both commissioning new work and drawing on partnerships — this year with 13 arts organizations — to present three weeks of dance – a huge growth from the initial three-day event held in Toronto’s Meridian Hall.

This year’s festival marks a return to live performances after two years of pandemic restrictions. It’s what motivates Ibrahimof, a theatre person from his earliest awareness, growing up in Istanbul. “Wwe’re bringing people closer to these amazing performers who are magicians and athletes and superheroes. To put that dedication to performance and artistry and beauty in front of people is very exciting.”

Yet the pandemic prompted innovation for FFDN, allowing programming to expand digitally with livestream events, film, podcasts and to introduce outdoor presentations, all featured in this year’s festival.

Heirloom, the outdoor performance series inaugurated last year, launches the fest this year with a high-energy display of dance, juggling and sleight-of-hand magic entitled In Blue Rooms. Choreographers Zack Martel and Santiago Rivera both have training in circus arts and their show, performed by four accomplished Montreal jugglers and dancers, is bound to bombard the senses. Musicians Michael Bridge (accordion), Daniel Hamin Go (cello) and Brad Cherwin (clarinet) accompany the dancers live in what is described as “witty repartee between music and physical storytelling.” Heirloom plays at the First Ontario Performing Arts Centre in St. Catharines on Sept. 17, the Evergreen Brick Works in Toronto on Sept. 20, the Leacock Museum in Orillia on Sept. 22 and the Peterborough Square courtyard on September 25.

On the mainstage at Meridian Hall, from Oct. 6 to 8, the FFDN signature program Arise promises to be an exciting and eclectic feast of movement and music. Softly Losing, Softly Gaining, a commissioned piece from Toronto tap choreographer Dianne Montgomery is up first, followed by Kau Hea A Hiiaka a work based on traditional Hawaiian hula created by Honolulu artist Kaleo Trinidad. The second half of the evening leads off with a screening of Zipangu, a short film by Michael Greyeyes, accompanied by the Soundstreams’ Ensemble. The grand finale is the title work, Arise, a ballet created by Jera Wolfe, performed by 110 students from Canada’s National Ballet School.

Phoenix-based Indigenous Enterprise performs the Canadian premiere of Indigenous Liberation on Oct. 7 and 8 in the Theatre at the Creative School at Toronto Metropolitan University. Combining traditional pow-wow dancing with video, feather- and beadwork for a jubilant performance from seven Indigenous creators Indigenous Liberation aims to inspire and herald a time of reconciliation.

More dance discoveries await night owls who take in three different Night Shift programs from Sept. 29 to Oct.1 at the Citadel: Ross Centre for Dance on Parliament St. in Toronto. Produced by Citadel + Compagnie and co-presented with FFDN, Night Shift showcases nine world premieres from a diverse group of Ontario dancers.

FFDN 2021-2022 artists-in-residence Natasha Powell and Kimberley Cooper are behind three shows of jazz dance and music at the Theatre of the Creative School (Sept. 30 to Oct. 2). Powell and an all-female cast premiere Margarita, an homage to old-time chorus girls and Calgary’s Decidedly Jazz Danceworks perform Cooper’s Family of Jazz. After each show, audience members are invited to join the dancers and musicians on stage for a round of social dancing.

And there’s much more in this full-immersion dance festival. 8-Count, a short dance film series screens Sept. 23 and 24 and on Oct. 3 at Meridian Hall, FFDN presents Crystal Pite: Angels’ Atlas, a documentary film about the making of the extraordinary ballet made for the National Ballet of Canada. Union Station is the setting for The Big Social; admission is free for a lindy-hop and jazz dance workshop followed by social dancing. A lunchtime preview and background discussion of Indigenous Liberation at the Four Seasons Centre for the Performing Arts on Oct. 6 is also free.

Program details, festival packages and single tickets are available at ffdnorth.com

Photo by Bruce Zinger: Arise by Jera Wolfe

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CORPUS, moving, moves us

Singing in five-part harmony, making the music of the spheres, the five singing goddesses proceeding along Toronto’s Esplanade were a welcome sight for bystanders on May 25. This was the premiere of Divine Interventions, the latest production from CORPUS.

“There comes a time in every story when it feels like hope is lost,” states the introduction on the company website. “Everything is going wrong, all options have been exhausted, and the only thing left to do is pray for divine interventions.” That’s a sentiment most of us who’ve lived through the COVID-19 pandemic can relate to.

“We’ve been working on this piece for two years,” says artistic director and CORPUS co-founder David Danzon. That means in lockdown and rehearsing in masks. Danzon commissioned composer Anika Johnson to create new songs that form the score sung by Barbara Fulton, TrudyLee Gayle, Barbara Johnston, Tracy Michailidis and Michelle Yu. Choreographer Bonnie Kim and company member Matthew O’Connor collaborated with Danzon to achieve a trademark CORPUS spectacle — surrealism, delivered with wit and whimsy.

“They are five really talented, amazing singers, who also happen to be great movers,” says Danzon. They sang a capella, on and off their tricycle, winding up in the courtyard at Berkeley Castle at the end of the Esplanade. The four nights of the Toronto processional show found audiences eager for joyful and meaningful human interaction.

This spring and summer CORPUS is back on the road after a two-year hiatus, with engagements in San Diego, Norway, Sweden, Germany and France before returning to Canada for an August gig in Quebec. Among the shows they’re touring is the enduring Les Moutons, first seen in a Toronto park in 2003. You can get a taste of it in this video: Les moutons – Corpus Dance Projects

One might say Danzon, who was born in France, has come full circle since co-founding CORPUS with Dusk Dances artistic director Sylvie Bouchard in 1997. They arrived on the scene in 1996, creating A Flock of Flyers, for Dusk Dances. The premise was playful: “Due to severe budget cutbacks, the 217th Canadian Flying Squadron has been left without any planes . . .” Danzon, in the part of squadron leader, led the performers, costumed in leather helmets like World War I flying aces, in a show of a kind never seen before in Toronto. You can watch it here: http://corpus.ca/creations/flock-of-flyers

Danzon moved to Toronto with his parents and brother when he was 15. After the family returned to France, he remained and after high school enrolled in York University’s theatre program. But he was not destined for the indoor stage. “It’s a curious thing, he says of his career path. “I grew up on street theatre, because I had an aunt who was part of a well known Paris theatre company in the 70s and 80s. They were doing a lot of street performances in France. In the 60s there was a big thing about taking theatre outside the traditional four walls; a lot of festivals developed and it became a kind of form unto itself.”

Danzon has been leading CORPUS tours abroad since the early 2000s. This year company will go back to Japan, a country among the 34 they’ve performed in where they are particularly popular. There are hundreds, if not thousands, of street festivals in Europe in the summer, says Danzon. Plenty to keep inspiring this street artist extraordinaire.

Photos, courtesy CORPUS, from left: A Flock of Flyers, Divine Interventions, La Bulle

Prudence and Ron: a winning combination

Priscilla Tempest. Remember that name: you are going to be hearing more from this 20-something publicist for The Savoy hotel, given her tendency to be on the scene when dead bodies are found on the premises.

Priscilla is the protagonist of Death at the Savoy, a murder mystery co-authored by Ron Base and Prudence Emery. It is out this month from Douglas & McIntyre and readers are bound to be hooked. The second Priscilla Tempest mystery, Scandal at the Savoy, is already written and a third is underway.

An intrepid Canadian who lands herself a job as press liaison at London’s famous Savoy hotel in the 1960s, Priscilla was born out of Prudence Emery’s memoir Nanaimo Girl, published by Cormorant Books in 2020.

“Ron called me after he’d read Nanaimo Girl and said he thought the Savoy section could be the makings of a good mystery,” says Emery, sitting in her Victoria BC living-room. Base was a young freelance writer in the 1970s when Prudence used to call him up from various movie sets and offer him interviews with big stars. Later, he became the Toronto Star’s movie critic, took a turn in LA as a scriptwriter and began writing novels, publishing Magic Man with St. Martin’s Press in 2006.

Base, now author of a 13-book series featuring The Sanibel Sunset Detective (West-End Books), recalls how Nanaimo Girl’s adventures at the Savoy inspired him. “I had no idea Prudence led such a glamorous life during those five years [1968 to 1973] at the Savoy. I thought, plucky heroine working in the press office, celebrities, dead bodies in the hotel — that could really work.”

So he called and said, “How would you like to collaborate on a mystery novel with me?” On the other end of the line, Prudence wasn’t so sure. “My first instinct was to say no, because a murder mystery is not like a memoir where you have all the material; it takes a lot of imagination and cleverness to plot. But then I thought, well why not?”

And so Priscilla took shape (Prudence came up with the first name and Ron came up with Tempest), Ron imagining and plotting and Prudence verifying or suggesting details and plot twists. And so, with a little help from Zoom, two old pals have been co-writing a book while living 3,000 kilometres apart.

“Prudence and I always had a great rapport,” says Ron. “She dragged me all over the place: a snowbank in Barkerville with Rod Steiger (Klondike Fever); to Israel for the filming of It Rained All Night the Day I Left with Tony Curtis; and she got me kissed by Ann-Margret (Middle Age Crazy).

Collaboration, new to both authors, was a matter of rekindling their long-time rapport, says Base. “Prudence was the guardian of all things Savoy. Anything we couldn’t get squared away, Prudence had people who could help us. When it came to the Colonel Mustard-candlestick-in-the-library stuff, I knew what to do. But the original plot, and the idea of poisoning was hers.

“This became a great collaboration. I would send her pages and she would send them back. Basically it was a lot of fun and I never think of writing novels as fun.” No surprise that the Ponti company has optioned film and TV rights for Death at the Savoy and agent Bill Hanna has secured a two-book audiobook deal for the authors.

Most fun for the reader are the celebrity characters in Death at the Savoy, all of the real personages now dead. Noël Coward, who befriends Priscilla, plays a crucial role in the plot. Richard Burton makes drunken advances to Priscilla in the back of a Rolls Royce, in between drunken arguments with Elizabeth Taylor. Princess Margaret doesn’t actually make an appearance, but her assignations at the Savoy are crucial to the murder plot.

But, hey, no spoilers here. You’ll just have to buy the book.

Death at the Savoy; A Priscilla Tempest Mystery

By Ron Base and Prudence Emery

Douglas & McIntyre, $18.95

Photo of Prudence Emery by Sara Matthews; Ron Base photo by Katherine Lenhoff

The Miserere Project

In 1981 David Earle created a dance inspired by Gregorio Allegri’s Miserere mei Deus, composed in 1638 for services in the Sistine Chapel. Miserere was first performed by Toronto Dance Theatre, the company founded by Earle, Peter Randazzo and Patricia Beatty, as part of a program entitled Exit, Nightfall, Miserere.

Danielle Baskerville, inspired by Earle’s choreography, which is set to the profoundly moving choral piece, has produced The Miserere Project for Citadel + Compagnie’s Bright Nights series. She commissioned three choreographers to reinterpret Earle’s piece and Earle recast the work himself. The 90-minute show, available as a livestream recording through May 23, is pretty dazzling.

Earle’s reimagining of his own choreography compresses the original in a dance performed by Sierra Chin Sawdy, Robert Kingsbury, Anh Nguyen, Bee Pallomina and Evadne Kelly. The dancers move in sync, often clasping hands as one beautifully transforming unit of five.

As with the original, Earle choreographs a piece of architecture, the movements slow and deliberate, but mesmerizing. The contrapuntal structure of the music, performed by two choirs of four and five singers respectively, is echoed in the formations that call to mind a cathedral dome, angels and prayer. These dancers — at one point on the floor to create a five-point star — are well rehearsed and interpret the music with all the solemnity and celebration it deserves. The piece is true to Earle’s desire to pass on learning and training: “I was fortunate to see many strong works by such luminaries as Martha Graham and José Limon in my first years as a creator.”

Baskerville called on Penny Couchie, an Anishinaabe dancer and choreographer whose ancestry is the Nipissing First Nation in Ontario, as the second interpreter of Earle’s piece. Couchie made a dance film featuring herself, Sid Bobb, Animikiikwe Couchie-Waukey, Michaela Washburn and Christine Friday.

The film opens and closes on an overhead shot of the four dancers in winter wear sprawled on the surface of a frozen lake. A voiceover narration accompanies the film, the choral music serving as a score to a series of solos. “Love fights” is the title and the refrain in a poetic recitation of historic struggle: “A war was waged against our people . . . I engage in rage,” a female voice intones.  One woman dancer does a solo waist deep in lake water, throwing up a fantail of water with her head. Another solo involves a slow slide into the water’s edge from a bank of crusty, melting snow. Couchie’s theme is consistent with Earle’s intentions: united we stand; divided we fall.

Brodie Stevenson, an accomplished dancer and choreographer from British Columbia, choreographed “Inter Alios,” performed by Drew Berry, Sierra Chin Sawdy, Irvin Chow, Connor Mitton and Tyra Temple Smith. This Miserere is an intelligent response to Earle’s show in the broad context of modern dance. The dancers, in blue, black and white costumes and stocking feet, make an impersonation of the music, in strong, tight formations such as one in which the dancers form crucifix shapes on the floor. As with the original Miserere, we get the feeling of a quintet of dancers embodying one transforming creature.

The collective Same as Sister (S.A.S), based in Toronto and New York City, comprises Toronto-born sisters Briana Brown-Tipley and Hilary Brown-Istrefi. They created “This is NOT a Remount.” It’s difficult to comprehend this interdisciplinary collage meant to be a behind-the-scenes look at Miserere. But perhaps the salient point behind this hodgepodge of video and live performance from talking dancers is that Earle’s original dance was made for 15 dancers, three of whom later died of AIDS-related causes.

In any case, The Miserere Project is a fascinating dance endeavour that one hopes will not die with this month’s performance at the Citadel.

The Miserere Project

Produced by Danielle Baskerville for Citadel + Compagnie

May 18 to 23, 2022

http://www.citadelcie.com

Photo of Brodie Stevenson’s “Inter Alios” courtesy of Citadel + Compagnie

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Serge Bennathan: Paintings for the Soul

A broad, enticing smile is Serge Bennathan’s default expression. I beam back when we meet at a Broadway intersection in Vancouver. Bennathan, best known as a choreographer, has more than dance on his mind these days.

For the last several years, this jack of all arts has been turning out beautiful, intriguing and alluring watercolour paintings and showing them on his website.

It all began, says Bennathan, at the time when he was artistic director of Dancemakers. He got into the habit of writing, in a poetic way, and sketching when creating new dance works. He took his talent public for the first time in 1999, with a little book featuring an amusing cartoon character, The Other Moon of Mr. Figlio.

Becoming a full-time visual artist, Bennathan says in his delicious French accent, was an organic process. Nothing in a long career in the performing arts – he is still active in his choreographic work for the world’s major opera companies – was pre-planned.

Born in the village of L’Aigle in Normandy in 1957, Bennathan first saw an occupation for himself when his parents took him to see an operetta. Encouraged to learn dancing, he took his first ballet lesson in 1966, the only boy in his class. Bennathan’s father was in the military and the family moved frequently, but talented teachers were available in locations as disparate as Perpignan and Paris. Young Serge was curious enough to seize an opportunity whenever he saw one.

One day in 1975 in Paris, after being publicly admonished by his ballet teacher for arriving late prior to the end-of-year recital, Bennathan happened to notice a sign saying Roland Petit was auditioning new dancers for the Ballet National de Marseille. Only three dancers would be chosen from a field of 200 applicants. Serge was confident he’d make the cut. He didn’t. Shocked, he waited behind after all the other dancers had left the rehearsal hall. “Roland looked at me and said, ‘come, I’ll take you.’ ” To this day, Bennathan doesn’t know why. “I had a bad technique but I could jump really high. Roland would come close to me and say ‘Saute, saute’ and I would jump, with my hair flying.”

Bennathan’s first visit to Canada was on a tour with Ballet Marseille. Karen Kain was one of the guest artists they employed in the cities they visited. Petit encouraged Bennathan to be a choreographer, but when a dance he created did not get budgeted to include his preferred, Bennathan decided to leave. Invited by Rosella Hightower to take up a creative residence in Cannes, he settled there and later started his own company. After money troubles closed the company, Bennathan chose to immigrate to Canada. He arrived in Montreal in 1985 with a suitcase and a thousand dollars.

Luck and sharpened instincts took him like the wind from Montreal to Ottawa, where he had a very fruitful time with La Groupe de la Place Royale, to Vancouver and to Toronto to head up Dancemakers, where he served as artistic director from 1990 to 2006. When it was time to leave, he returned to Vancouver, creating dances as an independent choreographer under the name Les Productions Figlio.

Serge’s Vancouver bedroom serves as his painting studio.  He has a drawing board near the window and his pictures are stacked on shelves in the corner. He can paint anywhere, which is important for a peripatetic man like him. “When I was 13 years old I wanted to be a monk, to have this space of silence. Now I’m there,” he says.

Bennathan explains the origins of the pictures he is pulling out. “I am attracted to this right now,” he says of a painting with mountains and a night sky. The constellations and the stars are only visible to people who live outside cities, as he does when he returns to a little house he owns in Normandy.

Then there’s the Courageous Villages series of paintings, beautiful renditions of fortified towns that have lasted for centuries. He shows an unsold one of St. Paul de Vence, the place in the south of France that has always attracted artists, most famously Picasso, Chagall and Alexander Calder. These pictures, rich in a thickly laid watercolour paint, are dazzling in their colours, particularly red. (Full disclosure: I bought one of Bennathan’s paintings, Dance is My Freedom.)

A pandemic series called Giants feature huge figures on bare landscapes. A newish picture, “Zone Libre,” has an element of the giants, in the form of a huge seated figure draped in the Ukrainian flag.

Bennathan calls his art Paintings for the Soul, because he thinks maybe the pictures might help viewers in a gently healing way. He finds he needs to be of service somehow. “Painting is what I can give to people.” It’s obvious, in any case, that the inspiration for these watercolour pictures comes from some place deep within him. 

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From top left, clockwise: Zone Libre, Quand Calder et Chagall Illuminaent St. Paul de Vence, Serge Bennathan, Creating the Music of Our Lives

A hearty serving of satire and drama

Serving Elizabeth is a smash hit, well worth the 22 months’ wait to see live theatre again.

Out of a simple premise, playwright Marcia Johnson has forged an entertainingly complex production, full of satire, humour, drama, politics and provocative ideas.

Watching the first season of The Crown on Netflix in November 2016, Johnson was struck by the absence of any speaking roles for Kenyans in the episode covering Princess Elizabeth’s tour to their country in February 1952. The Crown screenwriter Peter Morgan’s dramatic focus was all on the royals and other white faces, as this was the occasion when Elizabeth’s father King George VI died, making her overnight the Queen of England and the Commonwealth.

Nigel Shawn Williams has his finest hour directing Serving Elizabeth, which premiered as a co-production of Western Canada Theatre and Thousand Islands Playhouse in February 2020. Cast and crew have worked this show to perfection.

In a village near the Nyeri Royal Lodge, a pompous Englishman (Ryan Hollyman) arrives at a tiny restaurant where he gets friendly service from Faith (Sia Foryoh) and an angry reception from her mother, the cook Mercy (Lucinda Davis). Turns out, after only briefly sampling the dishes served, that Lester Talbot, secretary to Princess Elizabeth, has come to offer Mercy an important job serving food to unnamed English dignitaries. Mercy will have none of it; only five years earlier she had participated in a women’s march protesting injustices done them by white settlers. The women were fined and rendered silent. But Faith is disappointed enough in her mother’s refusal to forge Mum’s signature on a contract big enough to guarantee Faith’s university education.

Ingeniously switching scenes through a swinging proscenium arch, the actors perform choreographed prop replacement to recreate a TV production office in London where Tia (Foryoh) is a Canadian intern learning about scriptwriting while doing a gofer job for Robin (Amanda Lisman), a politically charged lesbian and television showrunner. The problem at hand: Oscar-winning Brit playwright and screenwriter Maurice Gilder (Hollyman) has just turned in a dreadfully colonial, tacky script for a series about Queen Elizabeth, starting with the Kenyan episode.

Strangely, Kenyan-born Tia is not enthused about a trip to the country of her birth for the upcoming shoot. “But it’s part of your heritage,” says Robin. “So is the plague,” Tia responds.

Love interest comes in the form of a chauffeur to Lester Talbot, a man named Montague (“I have a French name,” he boasts to Faith.) Nathan D. Simmons plays Montague and then reappears in the TV production office as Steven, auditioning for the abominable Gilder script, which involves kissing the feet of a princess. This time he is smitten by Tia. We begin to see where this generational plot is going.

A highlight in the swiftly moving two-hour production is the scene where the BBC has just announced the death of the king. Princess Elizabeth (Lisman) is in the lodge awaiting the return of Prince Philip from an outing. Talbot doesn’t want his princess to hear the news on the radio and charges Mercy — now in white uniform and trained in proper comportment before royals — to keep Elizabeth occupied so that she may learn the news from her husband. Lisman’s princess is high-handed at first, but Davis unleashes Mercy’s fury in an attack on the princess, spelling out all the harms, including the death of her husband, that imperialism has brought to her and her compatriots. “It is refreshing to have someone speak to me as an ordinary person,” says the enlightened princess. Mercy extends her arm for a handshake.

Johnson made some intriguing choices in creating this play. The Kenyans sound more Jamaican than African, but the actors speak effortlessly and therefore sound completely authentic. Johnson gives Tia a backstory that reflects Sia Foryoh’s own birth and early childhood in Sierra Leone and Senegal, accurately reflecting 21st-century  global culture in contrast to the imperialism that lingers in Gilder, the pompous screenwriter.

And Johnson and her director pull off a tricky meta scene, showing Gilder reading potential revisions to his script while upstage Faith and Mercy perform it. Such business gets a lot of help from set designer Camellia Koo, composer, sound designer Joelysa Pankanea and costume designer Vanessa Magic.

Serving Elizabeth serves its audience very well indeed.

Serving Elizabeth

By Marcia Johnson

Directed by Nigel Shawn Williams

At the Belfry Theatre in Victoria BC until December 19, 2021

Photo of Lucinda Davis and Sia Foryoh as Mercy and Faith by Peter Pokorny

Gardening and the joy of volunteering

I am an avid gardener, thanks to my membership in the Fernwood Community Garden in Victoria. I’ve had a plot there for 10 years and each year I get a bigger yield and reduce my need to buy food. Membership in the FCG comes with a requirement to grow fruit and vegetables organically. As well, we are all obliged to give five hours a year to maintain the common areas of garden, such as the flower, fruit and herb gardens. Some gardeners who rent plots in the allotment space shared with the Greater Victoria Compost Education Centre go way beyond these obligations and are noticeably present, in the growing season, doing what needs to be done without any prompting.

Dominique Sevin, born in Orleans, France, is a sculptor who moved to Victoria in 1998.  She used to take waitressing jobs or clean offices at night to support her artmaking.  In the early 2000s, she got a plot in the Chambers Street garden. “I had no experience at all in gardening,” says Sevin. Claude Moreau, a knowledgeable gardener, occupied a nearby plot. He got Sevin off to a roaring start as a dedicated grower. Most days during the growing season Sevin can be found in the FCG tending to the common herb plot she maintains, trimming a rose bush or weeding the brick circle. This year she took on the task of pruning the bay leaf bush, with help from Paul Huxtable. Instinct drew Dominique to helping out. “Volunteering in the garden is for me associated with harmony. I find it really displeasing when something gets overgrown. And the brick circle looks so much better when it’s weeded.”

Bernadette Letchford was born in Toronto, but her family moved to BC before she was a year old. Her grandparents owned a farm outside Prince George and that city was where Bernadette grew up. Later in life she moved to Victoria and got a job as a researcher for the provincial government. In 2010, she joined the Fernwood Community Garden and for three years served on the Coordinating Group. Letchford was not new to growing things. “I remember gardening with my dad. We lived in a house on two acres and had a big vegetable garden.” Volunteering came naturally. “It’s part of being in a community. It’s just what you do.” Lately Letchford has been, with some expert advice, trapping rats that have infested the compost bins she maintains. In 2020, when the garden was under COVID restrictions, she and Annie Kitchen took the initiative to plant a few plots that were empty and donate the harvest to Fernwood’s Neighbourhood Resource Centre for distribution to low-income families. Gardening in the FCG is also Bernadette’s social life. “Some days I do more talking than gardening.” Ever modest, she points out others in the garden who give without being asked, such as Sabrina Nutchey, who this year rented a truck at her own expense to bring in a ladder so gardeners could pick the pears when they ripened.

Gary Johnson got a plot in the garden in 2018. A registered massage therapist from Creston BC, Johnson arrived in Victoria in 2010. He is the newest member of the Coordinating Group (Alison Delosky and Susan Walker are the others) and has proved to be the kind of guy who steps up at every opportunity, such as helping organize a July work party in the FCG or offering to help with paving pathways, something he knows about from jobs in landscaping. “My knowledge of gardening was pretty minimal,” says Gary about joining the FCG. “I had picked berries and I was familiar with a shovel. And my wife, Gina Chase, taught me a few things; she used to work in a nursery.

“But I asked questions of the gardeners around me, such as Claude and Bernadette.” Soon he had a thriving plot and when asked to join the Coordinating Group was willing to do it despite a busy schedule. Gary got his first taste of volunteerism with Canada World Youth and remembers his mother as a community volunteer. “My mum was involved in all kinds of things in Creston.”

Annie Kitchen is the life of the party at the FCG. Born in Trail, BC, she has lived in Victoria for 40 years. Before retirement, Kitchen worked as a risk consultant for Island Health. With her trademark laugh, she recalls her first efforts at gardening; it was in an allotment garden in Gordon Head. “I even tried growing peanuts.” After she became a single parent to her son, she began growing vegetables and fruits in pots around her home. After being on the FCG waitlist for four years, Kitchen and her partner Nigel Sinclair took over a plot in 2018 and transformed it, building new surrounds and erecting a beautiful looking trellis. Nigel has contributed his carpentry and handyman skills to projects such as paving around the watering stations and Annie has served on the Coordinating Group. She continues to contribute wherever she sees a need, such as redrawing the garden map and identifying the gardeners working each plot. Volunteering has always part of her life. Even as a single mother, Annie found ways to help others. “If you see a need, jump in. I do all sorts of crazy stuff,” she says, remembering a time she offered to paint bedrooms for people who’d finally found affordable housing. “With volunteering you always get more out of it than you put in.”

Photo from left: Bernadette Letchford, Annie Kitchen, Gary Johnson, Dominique Sevin

Orcas are us

We were walking along a trail by Becher Bay in Sooke, BC when my friend got a glimpse of something rising out of the waves. I looked out and there it was again, arching and then straight up – a huge dorsal fin, signifying a male orca cruising the local waters.

Such sights are common around Victoria, where whale-watching is a popular tourist attraction. I remember when I was a student on a walk to a high point in Saanich seeing under the water the backs of three orcas swimming Haro Strait.

That first viewing is always magical. No wonder indigenous peoples identified closely with the creature we used to call a killer whale. The Kwaguilth believed orcas embodied the spirits of great chiefs.

Once a captive source of entertainment in outdoor aquariums, orcas have long been studied, but many questions remain. This much is clear in the exhibit Orcas: Our Shared Future at the Royal BC Museum in Victoria.

Prompted by a tragic occurrence in 2018 when Talequah (J35), a female orca, travelled the Salish Sea bearing up her stillborn calf, museum curators have mounted a show that would encompass the pressing question of how to save the Southern Resident pod of orcas that have been so threatened by shipping traffic, commercial fishing and just plain habitat deterioration.

Starting with the sensible premise, that all living things on a threatened planet have a shared future, museum staff assembled life-size replicas of orcas, a video loop recreating an underwater environment, artefacts, art objects and interactive displays, such as a video demonstration of how underwater noises impact the sensitive sonar systems of these very advanced creatures.  

More than a dozen distinct types of orcas – from the toothed family of whales known as cetaceans – are found in colder waters around the world. On the northwest coast of North America, the fish eaters are Resident whales. The mammal-eating orcas are Transients or Bigg’s whales. Rarely seen orcas that occupy the open ocean and mainly eat sharks are known as Offshores.

Among the many surprising facts to learn about whales is their prehistoric origin; billions of years ago, they were land creatures that plunged into the oceans and evolved over eons into the biggest marine mammals we know today.

The Residents that live around the southern tip of Vancouver Island live in pods, the mothers and calves travelling together, and are individually known to marine researchers by their markings — such as the underside white saddlepatch, or a notch out of a fin. Canadian scientist Michael Bigg created the identification system using a letter for each pod and a number attached to each individual animal. The three distinct Southern Resident pods are J, K and L. Whales get names too: Luna / Tsu’xiit (L98) was a playful young orca who got separated from his pod in 2006. Efforts were made to return him to his mates, but Luna became a casualty after he swam into the propeller of a tugboat.

Taxonomically speaking, orcas, like humans, are apex predators, at the top of the food chain. They have language too; anyone who has whale watched up in the Broughton Archipelago has listened to the conversations captured on underwater microphones. Scientists have tracked different orca dialects attached to different pods.

Equally thrilling is the art that has emerged from Salish, Haida and Kwaguilth carvers commemorating the killer whale. Artifacts from the museum’s collections, such as ceremonial bowls and masks, are on display. Particularly revealing is a video of Richard Hunt showing how he carves a whale mask with moving parts manipulated by a dancer to make a swimming motion.

In a room near the end, visitors are invited to get engaged in saving the orcas, having viewed photos and graphs of marine decimation the world over, through strangulation from fishing nets, overfishing of whale food and human degradation of our oceans.

Orcas: Our Shared Future runs at the Royal BC Museum through January 9, 2022

A tantalizing taste of live dance to come

American dancer/choreographer Kyle Marshall gives us a taste of what it will be like to see dance live in a theatre once again in Stellar, a production streaming on the digital platform of the Baryshnikov Arts Center in New York City until June 21.

“A feeling of being in space,” that is, weightless, was a starting point for Marshall who worked through improvisation to create Stellar with his fellow performers.

Watching Stellar makes one a witness to creation in progress. In the best contemporary dance tradition, the dancers provide the movements; the viewer interprets the body language.

As the lights come up, Marshall, Bree Breeden and Ariana Speight emerge out of darkness, costumed in tie-dyed hoodies and loose pants. They might be out in space, so light do they appear. Sound designer Kwami Winfield, on stage playing and working the control board to convey interstellar sounds, makes a fourth performer.

An opening single note, as if played on a saxophone or trumpet, sounds over the dancers as they gradually form an orbit on the black box stage. The trio is walking, then running, skipping, striding with little hops or taking steps common to social dancing.

Marshall calls Stellar a work of speculative fiction, the music inspired by John Coltrane and American jazz performer and composer Sun Ra. The loose baggy costumes designed by Malcolm-x Betts are colourful and evoke the ‘60s era of Sun Ra’s Arkestra. There is lots of play, but strength and confidence in the solo moments especially.  

Winfield plays with a string of shells that make a sea sound as Marshall, Breeden and Speight start to dance together in a loose pas de trois. The thing about the central form this dance takes – the circle – is that there is no leader in a circle formation.

Soon hands and feet make the rhythms a one-two-three-four beat that seems to take over from the music until Winfield comes back with live drumming that is synched to the claps and foot-stomping.

The camera affords advantages in not only directing our gaze, but allowing for multiplication and overlapping of imagery so that at points three dancers become six.

This dance is short and open-ended, perhaps to be continued when we can all sit together in a theatre once more.

Stellar streams for free until June 21 at Kyle Marshall — Baryshnikov Arts Center Digital (bacnyc.org)

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Modernist Vancouver a hub for artists and designers

Even to a British Columbian born and bred, the Vancouver Art Gallery exhibition Modern in the Making: Post-war Craft and Design comes as a big revelation, for the depth and breadth of modernist design from the late 1940s to the early 1960s on show here.

Curated by VAG interim director Daina Augaitis, guest curator Allan Collier
and associate curator Stephanie Rebick, this exhibition is a well integrated assemblage of 300 items including furniture, ceramics, fashion, textiles and jewelry by a long list of makers from Barbara Baanders to Chuck Yip, including West Coast indigenous artists such as Haida carver Robert Davidson and Nuu-chah-nulth weaver Nellie Jacobson.

Like most VAG shows, this one is very viewer-friendly. The curators have built a context for the works on display, citing international timelines and defining trends such as pop art or abstraction that link these BC artists and designers and show how much of their time they were.

Near the beginning of the exhibition is an elegantly tailored day suit in deep green wool gabardine made by Madame Julia Visgak in Vancouver in 1949. Nearby is a 1946 armchair made of moulded plywood, by Mouldcraft Plywoods in North Vancouver. Both pieces exemplify a force that was driving new design and manufacture at the time: post-war reconstruction.

The show’s many examples of pottery, furniture, clothing and decor from the 1950s and 1960s remind us of far-reaching influences such as Walter Gropius’ Bauhaus Manifesto of 1919. “Architects, painters, sculptors, we must all return to crafts,” he stated. A stylish clock radio sits on a block surrounded by ceramics of the time. The objects all seems to fit together like the pieces of a puzzle — the Cowichan Indian sweater, the Kwagulth masks and a glass-topped, steel-framed coffee table appear at home together, as they are all expressions of modernist art and design.

Doris Shadbolt, a curator and art critic, is celebrated here as an artist. Her 1950s silver jewelry, inspired by the same African imagery that prompted European movements such as Cubism, are exemplified in two brooches and a pendant, labelled “Human-form”.

Wayne Ngan, the Hornby Island artist who died earlier this year, earns his place in a group display of 1960s and 1970s ceramic by Jan Grove, Gathie Falk, Stanley Clark, Robert Weghtsteen and Jean Marie Weakland, with a raku pot using an old salt glaze.

Modern in the Making is a show that rewards leisurely viewing. Where else are you likely to see how Dzunuk’wa dishes from a Kwakwaka’wakw potlatch and Evelyn Roth’s crocheted Video Armour could have been created in the same region in the same time period?


From top left: Evelyn Roth in Video Armour, 1972; Doris Shadbolt, silver Human-form Pendant, 1955; unknown Nuu-chah-nulth weaver, Ucluelet basket, 1944; Helmut Krutz, fold-down couch, c. 1955

Modern in the Making runs at the Vancouver Art Gallery until January 3, 2021

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National Ballet’s Winter Triple Bill heats up the hearts of balletomanes

No matter what one’s taste in ballet, one can be assured of an evening of wall-to-wall, bravura dancing at the National Ballet of Canada’s Winter Triple Bill, running at the Four Seasons Centre for the Performing Arts until March 24.

For those with a craving for the cutting edge in dance, there’s William Yong’s UtopiVerse, a dreamy, multimedia spectacle performed by 25 or more National Ballet dancers. Yong, a Hong-Kong-born dancer, choreographer, dance filmmaker, designer and artistic director of Zata Omm Dance Projects and W Zento Production, arrived in Toronto – via studies and performing in London, England – in 1999. A commission from artistic director Hope Muir to make a piece for the National Ballet, has been a huge opportunity for this multi-faceted artist to think big and make ample use of the finest single group of dancers in the country.

And think big he has, for UtopiVerse is a high-concept feast for the senses, involving huge moving and mesmerizing projections, a resounding, evocative score consisting of excerpts from violin works by Benjamin Britten (with additional music from composer Constantine Caravassilis), and an enormous, glowing glass circle that rises and lowers over the dancers, sometimes enclosing them, sometimes quite ominously.

Mystery and ambiguity abound in UtopiVerse, intended, Yong has said, to be “a visually stimulating playground, where the quest for an ideal and alternative universe takes centre stage.” Bits of Yong’s symbolism send mixed signals, such as the black, wide-brimmed hat worn by The Daemon, (a commanding Christopher Gerty), which to viewers of a certain age, conjures up that TV hero of the 1950s, Zorro.

Koto Ishihara as Lotus and Ben Rudisin as Leo lead a dynamic cast on a wandering narrative set out in sinuous contemporary ballet moves. The dancers – questing strangers in a strange land dressed in flesh-coloured leotards, with shoulder armor and outlined spinal columns to make them look other-worldly – are at times overwhelmed by giant projections of themselves and by the constantly swirling, expanding and transforming white forms etched on the scrim behind them.

But is that not the point? Humans, depicted here as energetic, curious seekers, partnering and re-partnering, are but specks on the surface of a planet that is itself a microdot in our ever-expanding notions of the cosmos we inhabit.

In setting out to create any new dance, Ottawa-born, internationally renowned choreographer Emma Portner asks herself, “What have I not seen in the world?”  Such was the conception for islands, a fascinatingly complex duet for two women made for and premiered by the Norwegian Opera & Ballet in March 2020.

In the National Ballet’s North American premiere of islands, Heather Ogden and Emma Ouellet made an extraordinary duo in a sculptural, ever-evolving partnership, in which they define their own performance space as well as a new physics of women partnering each other. Portner has reimagined the ballerina role without the tutu, a costume that keeps women at a four-foot distance apart from one another. In islands, she puts her dancers in the same pair of pants, so that for the first half of the 20-minute performance, Ogden and Ouellet appeared not so much a pair of conjoined twins, but as one unified creature, limbs intertwining and unwinding in a technique called threading.

Out of the pants, the women can lift one another or leap into the air just as well as any male dancer, shaping the space around them with the imaginative soundscape: excerpts from haunting music by Brambles, Guillaume Ferran, Forest Swords, Lily Konigsberg and Bing & Ruth. Yet islands is not so much a statement of queer identity as it is a demonstration of giving ballerinas their own agency in the context of a dance form traditionally directed by men.

As a closer to the triple bill, nothing could please a classical ballet purist better than the National Ballet’s Canadian premiere of Serge Lifar’s Suite en Blanc from 1943, staged by Charles Jude and Stéphanie Roublot Jude.

From the opening tableau with the all-white costumed dancers ranged on black elevations like sculptures about to be set in motion, Suite en Blanc is an homage the étude, a classical ballet tradition akin to a competition. With unmatched precision and a joyful savoir faire, the dancers perform to Édouard Lalo’s 1882 Suite from Namouna to thrilled applause. On opening night, Isabella Kinch in the Sérénade section, Koto Ishihara in Presto, Spencer Hack in Mazurka and Svetlana Lunkina, with and without partner Harrison James, were especially impressive.

UtopiVerse

Choreography by William Yong

Music of Benjamin Britten with compositions of Constantine Caravassilis

Set and costumes by William Yong

Lighting design Noah Feaver

Projection design Thomas Payette / Mirari

Islands

Choreography by Emma Portner

Music by Brambles, Guillaume Ferran, Forest Swords, Lily Konigsberg, Bing & Ruth

Costumes by Martin Dauchez

Lighting by Paul Vidar Sævarang

Suite en Blanc

Choreography and music arrangement by Serge Lifar

Music by Édouard Lalo

Costumes adapted by the NBoC wardrobe department under supervision of Stacy Dimitropoulos

Lighting adapted by Jeff Logue

A production of the National Ballet of Canada at the Four Seasons Centre for the Performing Arts until March 24, 2024

Photos by Karolina Kuras, clockwise: Koto Ishihara, Ben Rudisin and artists of the National Ballet in UtopiVerse; Emma Ouellet and Heather Ogden in islands; Monika Haczkiewicz, Tene Ward and Chelsy Meiss in Suite en Blanc