HOLES
by Jamuna Mirjam Zweifel & Léa Jullien and collaborators.
Co-Production Theater am Gleis, Winterthur Switzerland
28. & 29.6.2024
Holes at Kantonale Jahresausstellung Kunstmuseum Solothurn
2.11.2024 / 4PM




CHOREOGRAPHY & CONCEPT Jamuna Mirjam Zweifel in close Collaboration with the dancers & Léa Jullien (Tropical Vegas) SOUND Léa Jullien PERFORMANCE Ariana Qizmolli, Astro Scheidegger; Maureen Zollinger, Sandy Albrecht, Sophie Meyer
DRAMATURGY Charlotte Matthiessen LIGHT DESIGN Pascal Pompe GRAPHIC DESIGN Jahn Kuotrios PHOTOS Audwin Lachaud COSTUMES Jamuna Mirjam Zweifel MAKE UP Ariana Qizmolli
SUPPORTED BY Kanton Solothurn Swisslos-Fonds, Stadt Winterthur, Fachstelle Kultur Kanton Zürich, Schweizerische Interpretenstiftung SIS,
Landis & Gyr Stiftung, Dr. Samuel & Susanne Martens, Däster-Schild Stiftung
Holes is a danced parade, arising from the recognition of the body as a porous processing system. Starting from the perception of the world formed by the notion of holes and the desire to dig holes in order to find something special, we can perceive a wave of transformation that begins as an internal practical state and eventually begins to interact with other existing beings in space. Based on choreographic material used in a score, the dancers provoke states of transformation and layer them up to shift from one material to another, sometimes in coexistence with the soundscape, sometimes independently.
Manifesto
A hole for feeling alive.
A permeable hole.
A hole for mysteries.
A hole to breathe together.
A hole to be protected from all expectations.
A hole to cover up.
A hole for our secrets.
A hole for other ‹hole-lings›.

..
its going to be dark and deep
There will be holes into holes
Creating space for the sun to
Kiss their skin.
There will be big eyes kindly checking for each others being,
Giving the urge to go far
Its going to be noisy,
Surprised be kicks
So so unsure.
Unsure, was it...acid that touched her leg?
There will be shared stories from yesterdays,
Answerd with and,
Oh yes same here but got you
I see myself looking up the sky
Far waiting for them, patiently
There is him breaking,
And breaking the silence in his group.
Its going to be decisive,
Its going to fall apart
But merging into warm hugs
Being arranged by space.
There will be her humming
*humming*
Holes
There will be holes,
We call home.
Text by Ariana Qizmolli
SPECIAL THANKS TO
Joshua Amida, Aline Joana Rüede, Nina Pfüller, Astrid Kuenzler, Franka Feder, Aline Gia Perino, Sebastian and Anja Vogel, Pierrick Antoine, Tara Filter, Lucas Menegatti, Tobias Jordi, Joshua Zweifel, Wiederverwerkle