I love the photo. I like the skinny, long-legged girls. I like the nervous tension, the skewed angles, and the extreme tilt of the head. Here is a choreographer who has found new ways of moving. He has reinvented the wheel.
I got to chat with Naharin in advance of Batsheva Dance Company’s performance of his newest work, Max. We get Max at UCLA Royce Hall this weekend. It then moves to New York’s Brooklyn Academy of Music. First Los Angeles, then New York. We like that.
What is very Naharin-esque in the photo is the grindingly deep way the dancers are moving. You don’t choreograph shapes like that from the top down. You arrive at them from deep within, from the inside out.
Ohad’s jagged edges remind me a bit of Picasso’s portraits of women, at right. Or, dare I suggest, Modigliani?
Here’s a link to my interview with Ohad Naharin in the Los Angeles Jewish Journal. Please enjoy.