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''[https://www.alixeynaudi.com/ Alix Eynaudi]'' came to Vienna in 2012, for love. |
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She dances and works between craft and chaos in a (most of the time) joyful mingling. Alix doesn’t work alone; any event, research, invitation is an alibi to spend time with accomplices, a mesh of friendships scintillating under skins, a stirring of a full-of-wonder support. S(up)porting-joints echoing lecture-raps, rapsodies of foils, folle, foule, assemblies, oscillations; laborating and liberating the texture of the days ensemble, re-assembling the emulsive f/actors, the whips that whip the cream, the |
She dances and works between craft and chaos in a (most of the time) joyful mingling. Alix doesn’t work alone; any event, research, invitation is an alibi to spend time with accomplices, a mesh of friendships scintillating under skins, a stirring of a full-of-wonder support. S(up)porting-joints echoing lecture-raps, rapsodies of foils, folle, foule, assemblies, oscillations; laborating and liberating the texture of the days ensemble, re-assembling the emulsive f/actors, the whips that whip the cream, the <q>undomesticated menagerie</q> (misquoted Mark Foster Gage) of inheritances installed inside each other’s presences, chewing and tuning frequencies in and out of their every days. A deep hanging out of sorts. |
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Latest revision as of 11:41, 13 April 2021
Alix Eynaudi came to Vienna in 2012, for love.
She dances and works between craft and chaos in a (most of the time) joyful mingling. Alix doesn’t work alone; any event, research, invitation is an alibi to spend time with accomplices, a mesh of friendships scintillating under skins, a stirring of a full-of-wonder support. S(up)porting-joints echoing lecture-raps, rapsodies of foils, folle, foule, assemblies, oscillations; laborating and liberating the texture of the days ensemble, re-assembling the emulsive f/actors, the whips that whip the cream, the undomesticated menagerie
(misquoted Mark Foster Gage) of inheritances installed inside each other’s presences, chewing and tuning frequencies in and out of their every days. A deep hanging out of sorts.