takemehome

In collaboration with Kim Gordon

Takemehome was born in Los Angeles, from the long hours that Dimitri Chamblas spent driving at night on his way back from a high-security prison located outside Hollywood where he leads workshops. Like the major metropolises of the world, LA has eliminated pedestrian traffic and with it, the misery and the underworld population that accompanied it. At night, this world of asphalt, barely illuminated, allows ghosts and strange silhouettes to sometimes emerge. Dimitri Chamblas envisions an entire imaginary world of human forms based on these absences, for which he convenes new fictions. 

By sacrificing human interaction in a sea of asphalt, this city has also given rise to new states of fear and the fear of the other. It is this other side of Hollywood, less glamorous perhaps but more anchored in reality that runs through this proposal. 

Takemehome gathers a team of nine dancers met on different continents, continues the dialogue already begun with the artist and musician Kim Gordon, and invites Yves Godin to invent a lighting device. Dimitri Chamblas has chosen to set aside the certainty of composition that would highlight virtuosity, and to trust the performers instead. For each one of them possesses considerable baggage and a knowledge of the stage that allows for all postures, from silence to excess. The whole thing takes place in a joyful twilight and, as is the case when children play at scaring each other in a dimly lit room, the shadows project another world as grotesque as it is disturbing.  The dancers circulate in different states, exchange gestures in an almost organic way and, with five electric guitars, they take shape under a luminous zeppelin for dance escapes, before disappearing, temporarily swallowed by the darkness.