How much metaphoricity can dance and performance endure nowadays? And how much literalness? "Man lives poetically", wrote Friedrich Hölderlin. And on the stage doesn’t there inevitably arise a gulf between the written, the sung and the seen that indicates a failure of the performance? A "poetic" failure? A "wound", Heiner Müller would have said. A wound, a gulf, that does not permit us to bring everything close to us. Can one dance in this wound, and in the process develop an ethics of the
performative, or an ethics of the subject in a time when every position appears not to be relevant in the face of inevitable reality?
In the context of Laurent Chétouans Tanzstück #4: leben wollen ( zusammen ) [wanting to live ( together )]

Laurent Chétouane studied theatre studies in Paris and theatre direction in Frankfurt am Main. He mainly stages texts by Büchner, Schiller, Hölderlin, Goethe, Heiner Müller and Sarah Kane. Since 2006 he has realised dance projects – Tanzstück #1: Bildbeschreibung von Heiner Müller; Tanzstück #2: Antonin Artaud liest den 2. Akt von Goethes Faust 2, Tanzstück #3: Doppel / Solo / Ein Abend and Tanzstück #4: leben wollen ( zusammen ). He is a regular visiting lecturer at various universities.

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