Chalnessa, Sugarplum Fairy just the day before, looks exhausted. Difficult too, I imagine, to learn nuances from a bare, artless (and heartless) video. It’s just, as Chalnessa says, a skeleton. Moving in exact synchrony is also a challenge for a group of highly distinct dancers. (Only Andrew is currently a corps de ballet member). Sometimes it’s tough to see what is being got at.
Like the original title of the Magritte painting that suggested the title of this piece, Raincoat is about La trahison des images, the treachery of images in our lives. We hide behind our images, our painted representations, our raincoats. The raincoats aren’t raincoats, though, or not merely. They are masks covering what we are underneath. Most people don’t like to go naked without their covering, without a protective hood. Because of the nature of the movement in Raincoat, alternating between free-wheeling whimsy and assertive conformity, this seems to me a piece about adolescents. Youth is a time of experiment, of trying on what it’s like to expose oneself, of living without a raincoat, of seeing one’s true self without a mask.
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