Cathy Wright

Momentum 2007

1-self choreographed and performed by Cathy Wright
1-self choreographed and performed by Cathy Wright

1-self choreographed and performed by Cathy Wright
photo by Lester Tukiendorf

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Momentum 2007 Choreographer

July 19-21, 2007
Southern Theater
Minneapolis, MN

Independent artist Cathy Wight choreographs modern dance with a raw and highly emotional movement vocabulary that explores the hidden realms of the psyche. Return, created for eight dancers, depicts a journey from entrapment to liberation as Wright examines gender roles both primitive and modern, within environments natural and urban.

Text and voice by Cathy Wright
Set by Cathy Wright
Costumes by Cathy Wright

Sound design and music composition by Matthew S. Smith, 2007 Bush Foundation Fellowship Recipent
Music also composed by Ben Siems

Performers include Cathy Wright, Margot Bassett, Jill Foster, Jennifer Glaws, Carrie Lande, Kim Richardson, Christopher LaPlante, Alex Loch, Dustin Maxwell

for more information please visit
walkerart.org
http://calendar.walkerart.org/event.wac?id=3813
http://www.southerntheater.org/onstage/momentum_07-2007.php

Reviews

"Cathy's work is as compact and rich as aGodiva truggle, but by no means a cheap sugar rush. Her concepts have bite and her cleanly-rehearsed phrases resonate with character and assurance." John Munger

July 23, 2007 Camille LeFevre Camille LeFevre gives us her take on the second weekend of Momentum: Cathy Wright and Off-Leash Area are wild and wonderful.

Wow. Where did Cathy Wright come from? And do her colleagues at Apple Valley High School run and hide, or flatten themselves against the wall, when she walks by? One has to ask, because if her dark, ritualistic work “Return” is any indication, she’s “into some seriously heavy shit” (as one of her high-school students might say). And we’d all better pay attention, because it’s good. Intriguing. Weird. Fantastical. Creepy, even. But good.

Wright’s five-part work opened the second weekend of Momentum: New Dance Works—probably the series’ most consistent run ever in terms of high-quality performance innovation and professional execution.

But first, Wright, whose bio says she “was a devoted fan of film directors David Lynch and Ridley Scott in her pre-teens” and that she created films in high school. That makes sense, given the cinematic, otherworldly quality of “Return.” Part fairytale, part Wiccan ritual, the work features Wright in wig of long red hair crouched away from a figure in black, hunched in front of a copper-colored scrim topped with hair, and scrunching animalistically across the floor. Hair, my Woman’s Encyclopedia of Myths and Secrets tells me, plays a critical role in witch-charms and is believed to function as a repository of the soul. In “Return,” Wright thrashes beneath her veil of red hair, extracts hanks of hair from a box, and whips those hair hanks through the air or across the floor like some sort of priestess in a wild, preconscious state.

There’s also a section in which three men (Christopher LaPlante, Alex Loch, Dustin Maxwell), bathed in red light and fueled by composer Matthew S. Smith’s raucous score, engage in a testosterone tangle of break-dance moves, cartwheels, head thrashes, preening and body slamming. They could be in a mosh pit at some underground rave or on the outlying fringes of a parallel universe.

Five women dressed like rag-tag poppets with their little hats, leggings, necklaces and layered tops, gesture and pose to Smith’s oozy music. They grab their butts, jut their hips and twist their arms in ritualistic aerobics, then cool down as a voice in the soundscape intones, “breathe.” (That’s Wright, whom Smith recorded as she read her journals.) This is no ordinary day at the gym, however, as these women bring to mind a coven energetically casting a spell.

A sleepy, dreamlike section follows, in which the dancers, in white pajama outfits, toss and spin each other about, and move through yoga poses as two deities look on.

Wright’s shaman closes out the piece. As she heaves, tosses, and flings herself across the floor, images morph rapid-fire on the wall behind her, as if her life were literally flashing before her eyes. They conclude with a kindly pantheistic image: a tree. But “Return” is nature red in tooth and claw, death and rebirth with a speed-metal score, a grunge aesthetic, and terrifying inconclusiveness.