The lights go down. Voices in multiple languages murmur about gender: fragmented, incomprehensible, a plunge into Babel. Then one line cuts through: “Dance is dance.” A reminder that the body remains the clearest language.
Light floods the stage. The world premiere of Juanjo Arqués’ IN FLUX begins with dancers moving like water; seamless combinations unfolding from dense groupings into solos. Each attempt at individuality pushes against the collective, yet all wear identical white chemisiers designed by Tatyana van Walsum. Thomas van Dun’s score amplifies this struggle, swelling from dreamlike textures to dramatic surges, punctuated by personal testimonies. The set of fragile hanging tubes shifts constantly—wall, chamber, breath, collapse—suggesting barriers lifted only to disintegrate.
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