Someday we will recognize the dance pieces created during the pandemic, conceived for the camera, performed by a few dancers, innervated by a sense of instability. It is the case with the new “I wonder where the dreams I don’t remember go,” staged by Yoann Bourgeois for NDT1, filmed without audience and streamed on demand in two performances on the website’s company. A piece that in the past we would have called a “video dance.” The French artist, trained as a circus acrobat and raised as a contemporary dancer, is quite in demand in Europe as a choreographer since his co-direction of the Centre Chorégraphique National de Grenoble. With the Nederlands Dans Theater he already worked, staging last year “Little Song” for the young troupe.
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NDT in “I wonder where the dreams I don’t remember go” by Yoann Bourgeois. Image via NDT


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