Are you brave enough for these uncompromising creative spirits?
Mette Ingvartsen explores the way in which we deal with our bodies and sexuality today. She leads you through videos, performances, books, films, movements, text and image and thus brings history back to life.
A group of twelve performers explores the mystery of pleasure. In a long, sensual movement bodies touch, test, and lose their borders. They vibrate, entering into contact and composition with their environment, forming unexpected constellations. Mette Ingvartsen looks seven concepts of pleasure straight in the eye.
Three singers/performers create a succession of intriguing tableaux vivants. Ivo Dimchev’s stream of consciousness simultaneously appears on the rear wall. He harnesses the power of the voice, extreme theatricality and a whole arsenal of temperament, and goes in search of what opera is and can be.
“God damn it, we’re going to make something up. We’re going to make up some fantastic things and try them out, because history has only just begun.” After Otaku, In Onaanvaardbare Staat and Attack of the Killer Z, Joost Vandecasteele returns to the Kaaistudios with a solo project: a mix of theatre and stand-up comedy.
The transition to a sustainable society has been the central theme in Vera Mantero’s work for several years. In The Clean and the Dirty, this grande dame of Portuguese contemporary dance focuses on interior transition. On taking care of that precarious thing, the ‘self’.
De Warme Winkel aims to compete with the greats, be it the Berliner Volksbühne, Romeo Castellucci or Pina Bausch. And how could it be otherwise than by creating the ultimate version of their own universe? Inimitable, poetic, and suffused with humour, this incredible and urgent apotheosis turns out not to be a swan song, but a magnum opus.
What would hell look like today? The 500th anniversary of the death of Hieronymus Bosch, made Vasco Mendonça, Kris Verdonck and Dimitri Verhulst think. They quickly arrived at the beaches of Lampedusa: a place where while tourists were sunbathing refugees were washed up on the beach. The false paradise of the resorts and the Boschian hell on earth seamlessly flow into each other.