It is a circular Amphitheatre, dark until strobe lights around the room illuminate two dancers. Both look like origami paper people – they start to move and mimic each other. As they dance, the scene around them changes. The paneled walls morph into mirrors, then doors, then archways leading to nowhere. Other human dancers join in. Trees grow and shrink around them, seasons pass and scenes appear and collapse as they dance like pages of a pop up story book.
One dancer gets progressively more and more out of sync, and their side of the Amphitheatre starts corroding, animals start to appear, lifting the frantic dancer up from the ground as they fall. Their surroundings become messy, their steps leave water and blood on the ground. Frantic dancer begins to call for help, it sounds like trumpets. The other dancer looks panicked, but keeps on dancing their perfect dance – trying to help the frantic dancer but never able to get to them without falling. The animals help Frntic dancer continue their different, messy and imperfect dance, the scenery around them both changes into that of a field and that of a misty mountainside, so different and yet perfectly intertwined.
Panelled octagonal Amphitheatre with panels of ever changing material, the floor is plush white carpet. There is no roof, only clouds above. The extras that join this Vignette will be human dancers on their the Perfect or Frantic side. The atmosphere feels dense, emotional and somber. Imagine lo-fi beats in the background that gradually get more dramatic and not in a funny way, laughing somehow feels so… out of place here.