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weihnacht…

… with Daniel, Gala and Jörges, and breathtaking Weihnacht decorations, much food, Wieners, drinking… more of the same today.

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dinner & thwarted by a dog

The firetrucks took so long to arrive. The police were there first, and then more. Then an ambulance, all useful in a peripheral manner, but after the breaking down of an apartment door by the former, accompanied by dramatic and loud poundings and some screaming, there was not much they could do except wait like the rest of us.

The neighbours looked out their windows or from their balconies at the stream of white smoke sucked out of the 2nd floor apartment, one set of windows open, the place in darkness. As the firetrucks howled down the wrong side of Schönhauserallee then swung around to come back on the right side, I noticed directly opposite Daniel’s apartment is the rather famous lesbian bar, Freizeitheim. Closed until 8 though, as was any possibility of cooking dinner with Daniel, one floor above and slightly to the right, a diagonal described by the now thicker ascending smoke, clinging to the side of the building.

It was flickering orange in the far left set of windows long before all this excitement and by their arrival has set the windows aglow. I remember in Toronto seeing on a similar night, I forget if winter or other, the house down the street burning fiercely, wondering if it would run along telephone wires, jump across the fine twigs at the ends of branches, spanning the intervening houses to reach ours.

No place to find warmth, no place to cook and the fire fighters relaxed, occasional flaring of the blaze, windows smashed, cold headlamps in the black rooms and then in the apartment below, examining the ceiling. We walked to the U-bahn.

At Kottbusser Tor, with two dogs, he was told to get off by a burly security guard in blue overalls. So we waited, wondering if he’d be able to get on a train going back to the north. A large black dog ran along the south-bound train tracks towards the north tunnel, the guards running after yelling. It didn’t even look back, plummeting straight into the cavern as the train going also in that direction arrived on the platform opposite. No guards to check, Daniel rides away with uncooked potatoes, chocolate and two dogs. I buy chocolate on the way home. The guards mill around in a blue-black clump, unsure what next.

(Daniel says a horrible, geriatric, nosey German couple were manning the door when he got back and wouldn’t let him in. Passing the 2nd floor the apartment was all burnt out.)

lucky trimmer

***DEUTSCH***

Liebe LUCKIES!

Gerade als sich draußen alles abkühlt, wird es heiß im LUCKY TRIMMER Büro!
Bereitet Euch vor auf unser nächstes Abenteuer…

15. & 16 November 2008
jeweils um 19:00 & 21:00
Die Kasse öffnet 60 Minuten vor Showbeginn.

Goldener Saal – Kunsthaus Tacheles
Oranienburgerstr. 54-56A, Berlin – Mitte

Tickets : 8 €
Reservations : 0176 2422 4093 – oder – tickets@luckytrimmer.de

Mit dabei sind :

Frances d’Ath
Daniel Drabek
Rafaella Galdi
Daniel Jaber
Maura Morales
Marijana Savovska
Christian Schwaan
Zufit Simon
Grazyna Stepniak

Medienpartner : Zitty

Mit liebevoller Unterstützung von :

Katarina Witt, Amy Stafford – Studio Blixa 6, Erhard Knote, Viola Harrer – LuziesHaus, The Sharon Stonewall Bar, Kunsthaus Tacheles, DOCK 11 Berlin, Maja’s Deli

Zusätzlich(!!) im LUCKY TRIMMER Programm:

** DANCE FOR ALL – Filmpräsentation über das gleichnamige Tanzprojekt in Kapstadt
Regie: Elena Bromund, Viviane Blumenschein
14.11.08, 20 Uhr, Tacheles Goldener Saal 1.OG

** LUCKY TRIMMER Coaching mit Yael Schnell und Maya Lipsker
8. + 9.11.08 11-14 Uhr – Yael Schnell, Tacheles Goldener Saal, 1.OG
10. + 11.11.08 18 – 21 Uhr – Maya Lipsker, Tacheles Goldener Saal, 1.OG

ZEIGT HER EURE STÜCKE – Das LUCKY TRIMMER Team bietet Coaching Gespräche mit Berliner Choreographen an: Hier könnt Ihr Eure aktuellen Arbeiten mitbringen und professionelle Beratung für die Weiterentwicklung bekommen. Anmeldung unter bewerbung@luckytrimmer.de. Das Angebot ist kostenlos.

** LUCKY TRIMMER Profitraining mit Clint Lutes
12.11. + 13.11.08 10 – 12 Uhr, Tacheles Goldener Saal, 1.OG – 5€

This class structure for Intermediate/Advanced dancers will focus on moving from ones centre and using gravity and weight efficiently to move expansively. We will try to find the right combination of muscularity and release with a focus on movement in all possible directions and special focus on a constant cyclical and spiral energy flow. Evidence and encouragement to develop performative presence and a present focus is accessed and influenced by physical forms including Contemporary dance, ballet and Improvisation techniques, as well as ‘Body work’ philosophies that include GYROTONIC, Pilates, Ideokinesis and Yoga.

LUCKY TRIMMER unterstützt Niños Projects – eine Hilfsprojekt für Straßenkinder in Peru (www.ninoshotel.com).

be LUCKY // be a TRIMMER
www.luckytrimmer.de

***ENGLISH***

Dear LUCKIES!

Just as things are cooling down outside, the office of LUCKY TRIMMER is heating up!
Get ready for our next adventure…

15th & 16th of November 2008
Each evening at 19:00 & 21:00
Box Office opens 60 minutes before Showtime

Goldener Saal – Kunsthaus Tacheles
Oranienburgerstr. 54-56A, Berlin – Mitte

Tickets : 8 €
Reservations : 0176 2422 4093 – or – tickets@luckytrimmer.de

With works from :

Frances d’Ath
Daniel Drabek
Rafaella Galdi
Daniel Jaber
Maura Morales
Marijana Savovska
Christian Schwaan
Zufit Simon
Grazyna Stepniak

Media Partner: Zitty

Lovingly supported by:

Katarina Witt, Amy Stafford – Studio Blixa 6, Erhard Knote, Viola Harrer – LuziesHaus, The Sharon Stonewall Bar, Kunsthaus Tacheles, DOCK 11 Berlin, Maja’s Deli

Additionally(!!) in the LUCKY TRIMMER program:

** DANCE FOR ALL – Film presentation about a dance project in Cape Town
Directed by: Elena Bromund, Viviane Blumenschein
14.11.08, 20:00, Tacheles Goldener Saal 1st Floor

** LUCKY TRIMMER Coaching with Yael Schnell and Maya Lipsker
8. + 9.11.08 11:00-14:00 – Yael Schnell, Tacheles Goldener Saal, 1st Floor
10. + 11.11.08 18:00 – 21:00 – Maya Lipsker, Tacheles Goldener Saal, 1st Floor

FEEDBACK PLEASE! – The LUCKY TRIMMER Team is offering Coaching with Berlin choreographers: Bring your current projects and receive feedback from professionals in the Berlin dance scene. Please register under bewerbung@luckytrimmer.de. This offer is free!

** LUCKY TRIMMER Professional Training with Clint Lutes
12.11. + 13.11.08 10:00 – 12:00, Tacheles Goldener Saal, 1st Floor – 5€

This class structure for Intermediate/Advanced dancers will focus on moving from ones centre and using gravity and weight efficiently to move expansively. We will try to find the right combination of muscularity and release with a focus on movement in all possible directions and special focus on a constant cyclical and spiral energy flow. Evidence and encouragement to develop performative presence and a present focus is accessed and influenced by physical forms including Contemporary dance, ballet and Improvisation techniques, as well as ‘Body work’ philosophies that include GYROTONIC, Pilates, Ideokinesis and Yoga.

LUCKY TRIMMER supports the Niños Projects – an organization that cares for street children in Peru (www.ninoshotel.com).

be LUCKY // be a TRIMMER
www.luckytrimmer.de

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kreuzberg… s036

Looking for… turned around exiting the u-bahn, dampness and grey Berlin wears comfortably. Some cities resent their weather, others, Guangzhou I think of, find when it rains something new is brought forth. Daniel and I venture south to Kreuzberg, soon to be my new home. Near here, a walk away.

Along Oranienstr, past shops and places, it feels like Newtown, Sydney in the 90s. SO36, a famous/infamous club. I think I will visit not infrequently. Then to Heinrichplatz… is that the name? Small, ungentrified, and Kraut und Rüben, a frauenkollektiv, I have heard here I can find Mehlwurmbrot and nearby somewhere for peanut butter.

We sit outside, coffee, breakfast, Michael joins us from Madrid and a night of sleepless super-clubbing. A walk, bookshops and a gallery, another café, a crossing of the road for dinner, a wandering nextdoor to SO36 and decide to continue down the street to a bar I remember as Möbile Ufer, but is actually Möbel-Olfe…

Each new place of Berlin I discover, I am more in love.

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hadlichstraße… a cigarette dancing factory

I often muse on how dance takes me into peculiar, old, strange, uninhabited, alien places. Old cities are amassed with such edifices, fenced off usually, or only indirectly accessible, perhaps better to say neither a public space and so restricted, nor a private space and so open to whoever crosses the boundary.

These kind of places suffer eventually two fates, that of gentrification, and so excluding and pushing out whatever made them seductive in the first place, or demolished, and so remaining only in memory, or perhaps an unremarkable plaque. I do like that my life affords me the pleasure of trespassing upon their grounds, and maybe even playing there a little.

I’ve been taking class at Sasha Waltz the last couple of days, in a factory that has been re-imagined as a performance space. Across the Spree are several Fabriks, the one bordered by Schwarzer Kanal, others stretching the length of the river, as yet unclaimed except by punk squatters I can see from the fifth floor while warming up, their two dogs running in a joyous morning exuberance, them sitting in the shade of a large tree. I wonder how to find a way in to these buildings with their monstrous brick chimneys and air of immanent collapse.

I walked from there to Marameo, finding Daniel, Clint, then later we went north on the S-bahn to Pankow, and along Hadlichstaße, the empty remains of an industrial baron’s cigarette factory that may become the second home of Dock11. We enter from the side, and waiting for Paea, I go for a walk. I should have gone further, because each new corner, like cresting a hill or ridge takes me further into an unknown world. Instead I learn some movement of Daniel for a piece he’s making for Paea and Clint. Dance. Daniel’s dance.

schwarzwald

Only a bit of it, really. From Annaplatz out and left to the end of the street, past the Turkish grocery store, a trestle covered in fruit, Johannisbeere, which we all seem to recall no one knows the english word for, (so I spent some time on wiki and found it’s red currant…), and then up the hill into the forest, much cooler than on the streets, walking always choosing up, up is the best option, smaller paths and up… and then after a time down, and then to Oma’s Küche for coffee and Johannisbeerensaft.