Andante 行板
parcours de vie; vie quotidienne; chacun sa marche; sa démarche; mes pas sont mes pas, non pas, mes pas suivent tes pas; s'accordent, se désaccordent, ainsi je traverse les heures, les jours, moi seul, yo solo, y tu, duo, trio andante, marchant, nous, marcheurs du temps. Andante, c'est ce rythme que chacun, par sa marche, construit, tisse et habite; Andante interroge notre passage, son sens
mercredi 7 décembre 2011
dimanche 27 novembre 2011
Poème 擺盪 "Swing"
Because of the break,
It started to swing.
But, it’s not so far,
just between two cities:
The city belonging to the ocean and the city belonging to the city.
In the city of the city,
there is a lighthouse,
which illuminates far away
And there is a woman
Who lives next to the lighthouse
She, couldn’t find her own shadow.
She, always late
And she walks,
her feet, without a shadow, are always burnt,
On the road.
In the city,
People wear shoes
And drift
Circling and circling
The woman also bought shoes.
She wears the shoes,
She follows the light.
Is there an ocean at the end of the light?
She imaged.
Every evening,
She went back to her house, next to the lighthouse.
She always thought: does she have to throw away the shoes?
But she won’t do that.
Every light is a circle,
Everyone drifts along the circle,
But in the circle….
It is empty.
No one remembers
Who, cut the shadow
All the memory is full of light.
The woman,
had a dream
In the dream, scissors are her shadow.
When she woke up,
Didn’t wear her shoes
She watched the mirror,
And she found the scissors
She used the scissors to cut the mirror to pieces
When the fragments fell on the floor,
Darkness came,
Came like the spiral shape.
She started the tinnitus.
And it was drumming in her ears.
And d-r-u-m-m-i-n-g.
When the sound became louder and louder,
And she drowned in the sound
Suddenly, she heard the sound of the ocean,
The sound in the ocean,
Came from a really deep dark
The sea scour,
And go to the hole
And she said,
Lightly,
The city belonging to the ocean is the origin of the city belonging to the city, and it is also its shadow.
All the darkness heard it,
The world silence.
Liang-pei Yen
lundi 21 novembre 2011
Muriel Liu, violoniste, actuellement en thèse de doctorat en études théatrâles à l'Université de Paris 8, a récemment fait la découverte du mime corporel. Dans "Andante", elle explore nos marches quotidiennes, leur musicalité et théâtralité à travers une mise en scène mêlant musique, danse, poésie et mime corporel.
Photos des répétitions
Album photo des premières répétitions au théâtre de verre
https://picasaweb.google.com/mumuaparis/AndanteRepetitions#
https://picasaweb.google.com/mumuaparis/AndanteRepetitions#
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Muriel Liu: mise en scène, conception, musique et mime corporel
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