Dancer/choreographer Lin Wen-chung (林文中) likes to shake things up, which is why his six-year-old WCdance (林文中舞團) is returning to its roots next week with its latest production, Fluidity (流.體).
After three big shows in a row — the Taishin Arts Award-winning Long River (長河) at the Wellspring Theater in 2014, Aerodynamics (空氣動力學) at the National Theater last year and Panta Rhei (流變) at the Metropolitan in June — the company is going small and minimalistic with Fluidity, which opens Thursday Dec. 1 at the Nadou Theater.
“It’s good to develop work for eight dancers, big pieces, then every two years encourage company members to create their own pieces,” Lin said yesterday.
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“I’m interested to see how they create their own movements so I have a better idea about them; I get to know them better,” he said. “I still enjoy Bill T Jones’ [his former boss and mentor] way of working with dancers: collaborating, stimulating each other.”
Five dancers each contributed a portion of the show, be it a solo, duet, trio or quartet, as did Lin. However, as of yesterday, Lin was undecided as to whether he would dance in the show.
“The program is already too long, 70 minutes. I probably won’t dance, but I am not sure yet,” he said, staying fluid a week ahead of opening night.
Asked about the score for Fluidity, Lin laughed.
“Each dancer chose their own music; some created their own mix. Quite cool, their choices are quite different from what I would choose,” he said. “Young dancers are not big fans of classical music; I am. That’s how a generation changes.”
Lin was enthusiastic about the venue. The Nadou Theater is part of the Lin Liu-hsin Puppet Theater Museum (林柳新紀念偶戲博物館) in Taipei’s Datong District (大同).
“It’s a historic building, it’s beautiful. I think audiences will get a different view, they will be very close to dancers,” he said. “So you can see every dancer clearer than on a big stage.”
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