The street is opening, one onto another. The street invents languages, categories, it is home to the poor, stage and refuge to artists. Vagrancy is an ingenious invention of the street, as are class, race, stress and blood. The street is not beyond us, we all know it. It unites people, hosts sordid demonstrations, the street is there for us and when we gather in it we play at being “us”. This is a lie. The street selects, limits, blocks, divides, imposes… The street is not the road. It does not seek the world. It stays in the city. In the city it is filled with poets and their crushed up poems. Creases. Streets are like the creases on a face – the streets of the face are the creases of the city. If I say that the street weaves into the sky, I’m not exaggerating. Both have an amazing ability to feel things, beings and ordinary matter, and to strip themselves naked. This street I am trying to express is a street on an unending hunt for the dream that buildings have stolen from us.
"Street" is the finale of the trilogy that began with Sky (2012) and Inés (2014). All three are solo pieces that, in different ways, explore marginality and vulnerability in movement. The trilogy is as much a form of self-expression as a way of establishing a specific vocabulary for my choreography. In the world of the trilogy, each solo unfolds on stage starting with the embodiment of in-group attitudes to otherness condemned to exclusion.
Volmir Cordeiro (*1987, lives and works in Paris)
Museum Folkwang (22.9.2018)