Amour, Acide et Noix at NYU Skirball

Four bodies, given over to the dance, reveal what has taken refuge behind the strangely opaque skin: muscle, water, breath, energy, an outlook on life, so alive and aware of the other, in spite of or maybe because of a need to not be entirely alone. Amour, acide et noix (2001) speaks of solitude but also and most specifically of the infinite tenderness of touch, the harshness of life and the desire for avoidance or escape from these bodies, often so heavy. Amour, acide et noix presents nudity as the only true alternative to the reading of the body, frank and free of false modesty. Is not the skin the one true body costume?