"each of its simple elements is deeply thoughtful and apt, from Sheila Antonia Bosco's spine-tingling soundscape to Allen Willner's fog-drenched lighting to Cassie Terman's poetic fragments... the real intrigue of "Milk Traces" is in the tiny, ever-so-intentional gestures, and in Iova-Koga's astonishing acts of self-puppetry. At one point, with Iova-Koga somehow contorted into a ball, his arms move with such deliberate individuality that they look like worms sprouting from an eerily headless torso. Later, when he slips inside a coat hanging from another rope (a body for this soul-in-waiting to inhabit?), his physical sleight of hand really does make it appear that the coat is a ghost about to possess him."
~Rachel Howard, San Francisco Chronicle
(solo dance with music and text, 50 minutes, 2007 premiere)
Conception, Direction, Performance: Shinichi Iova-Koga
Music: Sheila Antonia Bosco
Light: Allen Willner
On the stage is a man on a chair, delicately balanced before falling backwards. He is tied to the ceiling. Behind him, a chalk board.
"Fall: to drop, to be pushed, to choose to descend too quickly, to become paralyzed, to fall asleep, to fall into despair, to fall from heaven or into love, to become fallen, felled, as a tree or an idol or a man in battle. As in, at the Falls he was felled, and the boys fell faster, a maelstrom of limbs over the cascade, the water dropping from level to level like a giant hawk, such a natural act, a falling star, that arc into dark.”