Amar Ramasar and Megan Dickinson of Kathryn Posin Dance -
photo by Lois Greenfield
By R. Pikser
Both
Kathryn Posin and Momchil Mladenov have worked extensively internationally and
the quality of their work shows why. Mr. Mladenov, former principal dancer with
the National Ballet of Bulgaria and the Suzanne Farrell Ballet has brought
dance artists and companies back and forth between Bulgaria and the United
States; Ms. Posin has choreographed around the world. This too-short run at
the 92nd Street Y showed several pieces from their ten year
collaboration mounted on a group of technically deft dancers. The program
included three pieces attributed to Ms. Posin alone, and three pieces on which
the two collaborated.
All
the pieces had much complex movement and bore witness to a strong intellect at
work: as many as four movement lines, as solos, duets, or trios interwove
themselves across the stage space at any given moment. In spite of the
rapidity of the pointe work, the beats, and the changes of direction,
everything was executed flawlessly, if rather coldly. Thus the abstract pieces
were the most successful. Beyond the purely technical, Ymelia Garcia found
other qualities to bring to her work; while Dimitri Kleioris’ presence focused
the attention. These two brought other possibilities to the consciousness.
Amar Ramasar partnering Megan Dickinson, with Amber Neff on one
knee. photo by Lois Greenfield.
In
Ms. Posin’s 2010 piece “You Are (Wherever Your Thoughts Are),” composer Steve
Reich used an English translation from 18th century Hasidic mystic,
Rabbi Nachman of Breslov for his text. This ballet was dramatic in intent,
elegant in its simplicity, and once again technically clean. However, though
the choreography invited interpretation, the dancers did not exploit those
possibilities. Three women, Violeta Angelova, Miriam Ernest and Amer Neff,
presumably dancing the thoughts of the male figure, danced by Boyko Dossev,
looked as though they might want to devour him. They nearly succeeded before
he rose to overcome, or perhaps dominate, them. The piece would have been much
richer and more provocative if all four dancers had decided what their relationship
was; at the least, the three women needed to decide how to relate to the man.
Are they devourers? Are they seducers? Are they both? Are they dangerous?
Are they playful? Many possibilities exist, but choices must be made if the
performers are to enrich the work and to suggest its subtleties to the
audience.
Ms.
Posin’s premiere, “Fly Fly, My Sadness,” a commentary on the disconnectedness
and isolation of young people these days, brilliantly contrasted the
ultra-physical music of the Mongolian Tuvan Throat Singers Huun-Huur-Tu and the
Bulgarian Voices Angelite to the dancers who, dressed as youngsters, related
best through their cellphones, removed from one another’s physical beings.
Though they succeed momentarily in breaking free from the limits of their
technology, putting down their phones and imagining themselves as grand and
heroic figures, they quickly flee back to the tiny phones for reconfirmation of
their selves and the comfort of the known. In this work, Ms. Posin is as sharp
as ever in making her social insights clear.
The
least successful piece of the evening was the finale, “Buried Cities,” a kind
of lament to a Bulgaria that is not happy. Because of its scale and its
ambition it had to close the evening, but it has some problems. Dancers
represent Sophia, the Thracian goddess of Wisdom (and the name of the capital
city), each of the three colors of the Bulgarian flag, a messenger, and some
very unhappy people listed in the program as The City. The flag, thus
Bulgaria, has fallen apart, we do not know why or under what circumstances, and
Sophia tries, with little success, to unite it. Where the denizens of The City
fit in was not clear, and the pain, even anguish, of all concerned was too
generalized for this reviewer to grasp what the problem was. This ballet is
more about the emotions than about the movement, but because the pain
apparently experienced by the dancers was not specific, it was not convincing
and did not draw one in. The piece was a premiere and perhaps it needs some
more consideration.
Kathryn
Posin Dance Company: Voices of Bulgaria and America
October
17th -19th 2014
YM-YWHA
1395
Lexington Avenue
New
York, NY
Tickets
$25 for evening performances, $10 for the noontime performance on Friday