“Butoh solos are arduous ritual journeys. An improvisation by two Colombian born artists, Ximena Garnica and Juan Merchan—he tormentedly slow, she moving in rapid nervous bursts-suggests two private, intersecting odysseys.” – Deborah Jowitt, “Fields of Battle”, Voice Choices, 2005
Press Quote – Voice Choices, Time Machine by Kan Katsura, NYBF 2005
“Kan Katsura begins his Time Machine suspended overhead in a fabric sling that he unmakes into a white cascade; he clambers down. Pools of light ring him in this difficult, unfamiliar world, where thudding percussion and windy cries resound. Supine, he strains upward. Braced on all fours, he waits. At the end of his hyper-tense assimilation of what might be new wisdom, he clambers back up the cloth. Azumaru, improvising with musician Jack Wright, explores the space, his own body, and the sounds Wright sputters into a beat-up sax. Prowling, Azumaru’s a handsome sight; undulating, mouth open in horror, he’s … Continued
Press Quote – Voice Choices, Howl by Yuko Kaseki, NYBF 2005
“Water is a potent force in Howl, periodically gushing down onto Kaseki’s head from a suspended pail, causing her face to squash into a wince and her body to sag. A shiny square on the floor becomes a pool in which she embarrassedly confronts her reflection. In the end, she’s caught in a no-win ordeal, trying to scrub the floor dry with her long robe, then wringing the water out. We laugh—she’s the naive clown, the holy fool who often appears in butoh—but in the wake of hurricanes we feel the hopelessness of her task.” – Deborah Jowitt, “Fields of … Continued
Press Quote – The New York Times, Breast of Grass by Masaki Iwana, NYBF 2005
“In his program notes for “Beast of Grass,” Mr. Iwana stated, “I only want to be as I am.” Indeed, he seemed to be just getting to know his naked body, which was decorated with swathes of chipping plaster, ribbons and swinging bells that chimed violently as he lurched and tumbled among hanging lengths of fabric. As the lights dimmed, and he retreated backward to the sound of birdcall, it was as much a beginning as an ending.” – Claudia La Rocco, “Plumbing the Depths in Vast Inner Landscapes”, The New York Times, 2005