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Samuel Humphreys in “The Dream” from Rooms2020<\/em>, a re-imagining of Anna Sokolow’s Rooms. <\/em>Photo: Sam Waxman<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

People dancing in their rooms, their legs grazing furniture, their possessions on view for all to see. People dancing in meadows, in parks, on rooftops, through empty city streets, by the ocean. They are sometimes masked and almost always alone. Only longtime mates can sweat together. It\u2019s 2020, and a pandemic has re-envisioned solitude.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What ties these dancers together is the choreography they\u2019ve all learned from the directors of the company to which they belong. They\u2019re in sync, or in counterpoint, and, however lonely they may be, they are, to those viewing them, confederates working together the way they always have. Their equality, of course, has to joust with their settings. Does that dancer really inhabit that cushy living room? This one must love to read; look at all those books! That one manages in close quarters. What a view from this one\u2019s windows! Nice rug. Good hardwood floor. . . .<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’ve seen some online events during which I wonder whether an arabesque is going to knock over a blender, but that couldn’t really happen; space is something to which dancers are forever having to adjust. Another skill that some of them have developed is how to make a successful selfie. Some pretty skillful angles veer into Rooms2020 <\/em>at times, although some may have been engineered by compliant unseen partners.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Erin Gottwald in “Escape” from Rooms<\/em>. Photo: Sam Waxman<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

Among the at-home dances I\u2019ve seen recently, one strikes me as truly suitable to performers who have to be isolated: Anna Sokolow\u2019s 1955 Rooms<\/em>, recreated for the pandemic as Rooms2020.<\/em> In the original piece, even when there were quite a few dancers onstage, they were anchored to their straight-backed chairs, and the choreography conveyed powerful images of isolation in restricted spaces.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jim May, a onetime Sokolow dancer and the founder and director of the Sokolow Theatre\/Dance Ensemble, Samantha G\u00e9racht, its artistic director; and assistant artistic directors Eleanor Bunker and Lauren Naslund collaborated with eight dancers to produce the online production Rooms2020<\/em>. Naslund directed and edited it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We meet the performers lined up in two rows of four, all of them sitting on chairs as Kenyon Hopkins\u2019s score kicks in. The jazz-influenced music is sometimes strident, sometime wailing, sometimes pushy, its New York sounds suggesting city streets, rough-edged encounters, and sudden silences. It evokes the town that Sokolow, the offspring of immigrant parents, explored in others of her works. I can believe that Hopkins composed the music alongside the choreography.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The creators of the film plumbed their knowledge of Sokolow\u2019s Rooms<\/em> for movements and gestures. Memories of the dance from years ago flash into my mind: Jeff Duncan and Ze\u2019eva Cohen performing the piece\u2019s solos, maybe Jack Moore too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Anna Sokolow’s “Daydream” re-imagined for Rooms2020. <\/em>L to R: Erika Langmeyer, Siena Powell, and Ilana Ruth Cohen. Photo: Sam Waxman. <\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

In sections with such titles as \u201cAlone,\u201d \u201cDream,\u201d \u201cEscape,\u201d \u201cGoing,\u201d \u201cPanic\u201d \u201cDaydream,\u201d \u201cThe End,\u201d each character has his or her own idiosyncratic gestures, but they also share a common vocabulary. At times in the film, the dancers lean uncomfortably far back on their chairs, gazing upward, their feet relentlessly brushing the floor in front of them; walking and walking, they get nowhere, their desires not always in sync with what their legs are doing. Often they reach forward or upward with two straight arms. They lean over and press their heads against imagined (or in this case \u201creal\u201d) walls. They stand on their chairs. They lie on them, stretched out on their sides. Turning this way and that, a person hops on one leg, the other lifted behind, as if he\u2019s stuck in that mode. They crumple or dive to the floor, curl up there, haul themselves erect again. Sometimes they seem to see themselves in a mirror; sometimes their eyes are fixed on whatever lies above them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Samuel Humphreys, curled in and rocking on his rug, imagines being outside in a grassy wilderness. Three times in \u201cDream,\u201d he leaves his comfortless home, but always returns. Erin Gottwald in \u201cEscape\u201d has no similar freedom. In a room with a sofa, she rests semi-suspended between two hard chairs. She pushes the skirt of her polka-dot dress up along her body as if it\u2019s a skin she can\u2019t get out of. Seated on her chair, she reaches up with both arms, but spreads her legs. Looking into her cell phone, she sees only herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gottwald Brad Orego has no such softness. He begins and ends \u201cGoing\u201d sitting on his hardwood floor, his head resting on his chair\u2019s seat. His apartment in a hi-rise building surrounds him with glass windows. Surrounded by reflections, he gets jazzy in front of a mirror. In \u201cPanic,\u201d Luis Gabriel Zaragoza feels trapped in a room where his only companions are the many little pictures hanging on his walls. Twice he runs out into a bleak corridor. The music turns briefly stentorian as he presses his hands to his face. In the end, he\u2019s curled up under a low table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Margarita Tisato’s (wearing practice clothes) in “The End” from Rooms2020<\/em>.
Photo: Samuel Waxman<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

Margherita Tisato\u2019s tattoos are only partially concealed by the kimono sleeves of her costume for \u201cThe End.\u201d Her hands are alive. Her fingers wriggle beside her face; they cover her face, clutch her throat. She looks up, reaches up, falls. In her final solitary moment, she\u2019s standing on the chair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The video\u2019s creative team created more images of what it means to be alone together. In \u201cDaydream,\u201d Erika Langmeyer, Sierra Powell, and Ilana Ruth Cohen do their dreaming in their separate spaces, not always in perfect synchrony, and sometimes seen one at a time. In \u201cDesire,\u201d six chair-bound people repeat the motif of lying back, looking up, reaching out their arms, and working their feet rhythmically. But they also lie on the floor (briefly, some on top of others). Finally, they\u2019re standing on their chairs, their heads hanging.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Watching this thoughtfully reconceived version of Rooms<\/em>, you\u2019re aware of the silences and the stillnesses that pit both the choreography and Hopkins\u2019s emotionally and environmentally charged score. Is this what being alone for a long time feels like? What to do next?  Why get out of bed?  Are you going crazy? Are you alone by choice?  If you died, who would bury your bones?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Instead, let us thank the powers that be for the sunshine and the moonlight and the grass that continues to grow. And thank the spirit of Anna Sokolow for showing us the darkness so fiercely.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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