Another view of determination emerged on Monday, courtesy of the bold downtown choreographer Yvonne Meier. In “Durch Nacht und Nebel” (“By Night and Fog”), she keeps her audacious reputation intact, as well as her predilection for props. Here, they include a hefty mound of rubble, plastic eggs with baby dolls inside — she shoves them in her mouth — and Band-Aids. They cover much of Ms. Meier’s voluptuous, nearly naked body; as she shakes, they quiver, transforming her skin into scales.
Fearlessly morphing from one creature to the next — one transformation involved an orange bodysuit affixed with the plastic babies, and in another, she was coated in black paint — she exposed her aging body with aplomb.
Category: Ineptness, Crudity, Talentlessness, Kitsch, and Bad Art | Avant Garde | Dance