In FOLK FICTION, we invent our own folklore. Refined and archaic, sassy and formal. We invent a collective identity as a wild mix of self-portrait and utopia, inspired by our stories, preferences and desires. With pomp and poetry, silliness and seriousness, always carried by the pounding groove of tap.
A collective identity is central these days. It defines who belongs and who doesn’t. It mobilizes masses and shapes society. It is freely invented, but radically effective. We want a say in that!
From a compositional view, FOLK FICTION is much more complex than our previous pieces: Each of us dances a different version of the choreography, but everything fits together into a moving mosaic, creating images of cohesion and division, group turmoil and ritual.
It was never planned like this, but all of us had to surpass our expectations of ourselves to dance FOLK FICTION and do something we never thought we could pull off. We almost failed. After the final rehearsals, we were all absolutely exhausted. The fact that we managed to succeed after all has made us so much stronger. Thanks to FOLK FICTION, we’ve really become a company. And so it turned out that dealing with collective identity actually created an identity.
