ANON

■Critics

"Korean choreographer Hun-Mok Jung creates a universe, with a powerful atmosphere, in permanent balance on the border between reality and fantasy": (Didier Béclard - Demandez Le Programme, oct 2022)

"The pendulum movement between surrealism and realism, a new possibility of Jung Hunmok's narrative": (Youngshin Ha- The Preview, aug. 2022)

■Credit

Artistic Director: Hunmok Jung

Performer: Jozef Stevens, Gaya Yemini, Younghun Oh, Jonghyuk Lee, Seungkwan Yang, Chanhee Kim

Light&Set designer: Amber Vandenhoeck

Sound designer: Raphaëlle Latini

Making Props: Filip Timmerman, Moniek Jacobs

Stage manager: Insung Kim

Artistic adviser&sound operator: Anna Nilsson

Sound operator: Kyungnam Kim

Performence Photography: Jubin Kim

Video Recording: Hyungjun Ahn

Video Editing: Kenneth Rawlinson

Producer: Sinae Park

Assistant Producer: Heeji Seo

Production support: Kahyun Kim, Soli Kim, Yerim Kim

Support of Residency :

Théâtre Marni:

UP-Circus&Performing arts:

PEEPING TOM studio

Produced by: JUMOK Dance Theatre

Project by: Korea Dance Abroad

Sponcer by: Seoul Foundation for Arts and Culture

This work is an extension of the dance film 'Uragano' made in August 2021. In the dictionary, it is used in two meanings soon as an adverb and anonymous as an adjective. An elderly man with al-tered memory and a woman with a body altered by bionics explore and deconstruct the character'smemories through the visualization of conflicting selves and the inflection point of space, creating an explosive power condensed within that reflects human dignity. The concept of the work is a bionic ex-perimental modern dance that combines cinematography and theater.

While an old man is performing a noble ritual, an unconscious woman wakes up, lamenting over the deteriorated parts of her body in the fragments of distorted memories. The tangled whirpool of each person's time and space is transcended, creating another conflicted self. Conflicts begin with the illu-sion that the elderly are cared for with utmost sincerity and women are confined in an isolated space, and the belief that it is a safe shield is distorted. The collided energy rotates and descends miserably at the border between reality and fantasy and is sucked back into the eye of the storm. Can the walls of different beliets and realities be healed by a body that transcends time against them?

Woman: Face your fears,

Old man: This is a great beginning.