Virtual Stage
A flower has opened on my chest. Another at the foot. Flowers are now all over. In the middle of the flowersI am a stem swinging in the wind. Someone peels my petals to open me up.The world of being deprived.
Garden
Performance Butoh-Kaden (1996)
Invitation to the imaginary garden inside the body. The garden of the forms and the nerves.While relating to different times and spaces of various flowers,the traveller himself becomes a flower. The garden is full of the joy of being taken awayto somewhere while dancing.