In one corner of the black-box stage, three musicians adjust their instruments: drums, double bass, clarinet. As each performer enters barefoot, they set down a pair of sneakers with toes lined against the back wall. A dark-haired woman in white stands centerstage in front of a projected film image of the open sea. I can hear the water lapping as if I’m aboard a boat. The film plays over the woman’s face and dress, making her seem an apparition. Another woman—who could be her double—enters, also dressed in white. As the show begins, the first woman picks up a violin and begins to play as she walks off to join the musicians.
At 82, Twyla Tharp shows no signs of slowing down. She brought two world premieres and an all-star revival to the Joyce this week. The newest dances made it clear that although she’s still a dynamo, aging is very much on her mind. She is exploring wistful terrain these days, but she is doing it with her characteristic humor and high step count.Continue Reading