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While in “lockdown”, Elisabeth Schilling searched for a way to promote participatory, yet safe, art to inspire and connect people all over the world who found themselves in mutual solitude. As such, “Invisible Dances – Art After Lockdown” was created to join artists and audiences without them necessarily meeting in the traditional sense.

“Invisible Dances – Art After Lockdown” is a dance piece that invites the audience to experience art in a new and creative way. Appropriate to individual local social distancing regulations, it seeks its place in public space and transforms streets and squares into stages. The unannounced performance takes place at night, when people are asleep, to surprise, stimulate and guide them the next morning with its colourful traces. This new piece combines dance and visual art in a poetic, playful and hopefully inspiring way for many people. The aim of this work is to bring dance and culture directly back to city centres.

The project Invisible Dances takes place in many cities around the world between September and December 2020 and is organized and performed in collaboration with local artists. In times of partially closed borders and a retreat into the digital world, we create new international connections through visible-invisible art.

When will the Invisible Dances be shown in your city?

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Contact the Invisible Dances Team for more info: production@elisabethschilling.com

Credits:

Concept / Rights: Elisabeth Schilling

Management: David Lawson

Texts: Roísín O’Brien

Translation Texts English: Moritz Gansen

Translation Texts French: Sarah Rock

Design: Annick Kiefer / Studio Polenta

Accompanying Poem

By Roísín O’Brien

While you were asleep, while you were elsewhere and sounds were hushed, the dancers appeared.

The foxes saw them. Rough sleepers noticed the disturbance. Lit by the orange glow of streetlamps punctured by ambulance blue, they slowly gathered.

Standing at a distance, they looked to each other and began. Joints softly recalibrated, cold arms reached upwards, and small mountain ranges of gravel and plastic were scratched into being by darting feet.

As they moved, bright lines flowed on the ground behind them. These drawings are the memories of a dance that was never theirs: it is yours. Yours to see, follow, and dance along, finding your own journey.

If someone had told you at the beginning of the year that everything would stop, that we would barely leave our homes, that we would not see our families – would you have believed them?

Can you imagine that in another world, these dancers appeared from behind a red curtain? Here they came to you at night.

When will the Invisible Dances be shown in your city?

Accompanying Poem

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