“I’m HERE” is a work created by choreographer Enzo Celli and written for the Peridance Contemporary Dance Company, directed by Igal Perry.
The project, elaborated in agreement with the Peridance Contemporary Dance Company of Igal Perry, of which choreographer Enzo Celli has been a resident since July 2012, aims at intersecting three worlds, the American world, the Italian world, the Jewish world, as they are just united for their common love for life and for freedom, which during the years of the Second World War had been heavily punished but which are today estimated to be the absolute values to be protected.
Assuming the drama of the Holocaust as the starting point, Enzo Celli analyses what is the drama of separation: separation from the beloved person, from the affections, from love. “I’M HERE” is a work that offers a great understanding by audiences of the drama in question, even though it represents the concept of the massive extermination : so the choreography allows penetration in a drama of our times, and becomes a modern, daily message.
“The Holocaust has always caused in me a macabre feeling of relativism deviation. In my efforts to comprehend the tragic event, I have always felt that I would have been afraid not of Death but of the separation from what my soul, my spirit, my body, the person I love.
This is why I have wanted to face the drama of the young couples that in the middle of their lives have been pushed in the most execrable precipice and I felt it so crude for an artist to take the part of those people. What I cannot endure is the separation from the person I love. This is why I have wanted to face this matter, telling the drama of these young couples that in the middle of their lives and youth have watched their love un-rooted and then thrown into the most execrable precipice that has been written by our contemporary history”.
Due to the divine justice we met in Spring and fell in love in Summer. This is a law descended from Heaven which enables the new lovers to warm themselves at the sunshine of their hearts and and so it happens that all Autumns become Springs and Winters become Summers at the moment when two lovers embrace each other for the first time with their eyes
We were clean and young, hopeful and clean. We were strong , proud, slim and clean. We were smiling, Careful of our aspect and clean. We were cultivated, simple, with strong hands and good eye- glances, we felt that our days were getting full of intimate dates, splinters of poesy that opened our human being to the infinite, splinters that softly touched our skin that changed into silk and it is in these embraces that many people use for good byes, that we find what is the true perfume
We were there, present to ourselves, our own story and our re-living it by loving each other. We were so much involved that we did not realize the noises far away, we were so much close to each other that we did not hear our for-fathers screams at night, and we did not hear them telling us to run away.
We were just clean and liked to dance close to each other, …. And this was just enough. When the season changed, we would have never imagined that the very cold winter would have been as soft as the sun in Spring. We would have never imagined that a “camp” could exist . From generations we had been used to moving, to travelling , to escape,but not that we could be stopped, closed and confined into a “ camp” ….. extermination. We were biologically used to be separated by a land, a country, but we were not ready to be separated between us . We were shocked when we were pushed inside the same wagon. In this crucible of fear, anger and thirst, we were somehow together.
The travel was long, but we kept ourselves embraced. From our necks, we could get the purfume of our skin together with that warm perfume of lavanda. That perfume, should Paradise have one, it can well be that of a home, of courage. That perfume was also surprising, because we were still clean, a miracle indeed. .
Dead for three times.
The first was absolutely the most un-expected one. After hours of travel in the dark we arrived at the camp that it was night. The door was opened, that obscure light strongly surprised us and our eyes were hurt while we were just getting down the train-steps and we all were suffering for the obscure light. There were screams of people pushing, kicks hit people, bodies that pushed one- another.
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