In Une idée sinon vraie… Marc Boivin wanted to distance himself from an overtly personal approach to creation and to open up his process to the influence of other art forms. The artist was inspired by the way in which theatre and music can pay homage to the past while maintaining their relevance today. At once a voyage into the heart of commedia dell’arte, this creation involves role-playing and a series of transformations that reveals, through music and dance the different facets and vulnerabilities of being a man in today’s world.
Based on music composed by Ana Sokolović, this new work features the choreographer and dancer Marc Boivin and the Quatuor Bozzini. The musical score in seven movements is a reflection of seven symbolic characters in a commedia dell’arte world. In a single body, Marc Boivin expresses a parallel narrative of these diverse personalities. Like a Russian stacking doll, he goes through them one after another to reach the essence of their sensitivity and their universal dimension in a family portrait that is surprising, to say the least. The audience is plunged into a cascade of sensations that gives rise to vertigo, an irrevocable attraction for the mysteries of the individual and a questioning of our freedom to be. With great attention to detail, Marc Boivin’s unsettling performance, supported by the four musicians onstage, delivers an accomplished exercise in style. Far from conventional codes of theatre, the piece confronts the idea (that if not true is at least plausible) of what we are, of our vulnerable, changing perception of reality. A demanding solo on the perishable truths we depend on, and our multiple personalities and their contradictions
«The piece you are about to see will not appear to be new….for many years, I have been me, you have been you, those were those and the others have been the others. And in another thousands of years, when willhave turned whatever big wheel, we will come back to me standing here, you seated there, I speak and you listen….And the lines that I speak to you, that were the lines of before, will still be the lines, and you will imagine that you have heard them before just as you now feel as though you have already heard them before. » – Angelo Beolco, 1535
photo credit: Michael Slobodian