THE PORTRAIT OF ANASTASIA HVAN
... OF ACTION REACTION ...
Male dancer, Anastasia has Hvan under the effect of traps hostage solitary walkers who had ventured to enter a tent located in the walls of a university. Breathtaking, no?
The artist speaks his mind. His language has its nodes in the inaudible, its alphabet is in every part of his body. Dance or life? Here the dance is life. In defining a broad thread space borrowed time, it's not the sign of trace its path. The effect will be instantaneous. The viewer is mesmerized by the bright ribbon through this notch adhesive that does not satisfy to prevent the boundary between possible and impossible, between the known and unknown, or to announce the line between light and darkness, between life and death, file even come to veil the eyes independently of the human animal who just appeared on the earth's surface. What will happen? Here we are now in suspense - until the last breath of the show -. Here we are now awaiting action latent, awaiting a delivery near sketched by the music fresh and nascent intrigued of Hervé Perez. Having extinguished the visual guide, the round belly dancer not arm during his voyage as its sensory intuition. And if she chooses blindness, we, the spectators become helpless witnesses of seeing the danger which the intangible property that threatened it tries to play ... So, playing the game to thwart a dangerous game, it falls under the irresistible effect of a trap continually renewed. In this trap, the spectators are in turn so easily caught as prisoners by the suspense to find solutions to break free. When the human animal has finished with it succumbs to one another ... It is feared, as traps, the development of a Gordian knot, but the dancer was quick to rule in deciding to be physically removed from the field in red frame.
Caught in a life force, Anastasia did not have time to be seen to act, as she continues her movement in a continued breakdown in logic regeneration. In interpreting the role of living in a natural all improvised she traces her movements by a curved line parallel to the time he competes ... Passersby still tried to shoot the film on their dubious memory deadly documentary poetry of a woman acting against any external actions to themselves, these daily obstacles that strives not only shudder to receive but to overcome. This is where for me she wins her race shared over time. Past
conscious? This unconscious? Vice versa? No matter since here thinking, dreaming, showing compliance ... are at once immediate and instinctive search visible acts. The detours are explored with the filter clear and lucid of the discovery of the world. The dynamic movements seems engulfed by the circular shape nascent in the region "ventresque" draws the outline of a future life. The belly is a country. The belly is a miniature fertilized land gives life and form to life. What a sweet trap than the birth ... What a sweet force than the gift of life. Without voice, the dancer sings the joy of motherhood; now here it is Mother Earth. Traps hit us like lightning. For us not to fall than in those who make us happy!
Onstage Anastasia Hvan appears as a real rocket man who fails to soar by keeping their feet on the ground ... The metamorphosis is constant. This represents an inner carnal UFO flourished able to overcome the paralysis and mechanical gestures of daily life. Like an artist, futurist, retained his outbursts echoed his commitment in a world of eternal change.
Ultimately, the ephemeral object now residing in the imagination, there remains the feeling of a dynamic balancing harmonious combination of dance to find the inner self, the true creator. Do not we want it to be heard by this that the lightness of being can be sustainable?
Anais Delmas in Ponytail Magazine
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