I watched a truly eye opening and horrifying PBS Frontline documentary called “Ghosts of Rwanda” last year and literally could not ignore its impact on my thoughts and views. I had to express something in movement about what I saw. The idea that as Westerners, we are allowed to occupy space, speak freely and practice any religion of our choosing is one that I take for granted. What happened in Rwanda in 1993 surpassed devastation, but America’s response to the situation was even more chilling.
This work looks at the controversy from several perspectives. I knew that I wanted to juxtapose the sheer horror of the tragedy with episodic moments of ridiculous, yet blissful ignorance. I want to take viewers on a voyage through American privilege, entitlement, and ignorance, then on to the world of journalism with its G-rated interpretation of violence and injustice, and then finally to the metaphorical graveyards of genocide. Theatrical landmarks act as interludes in the work, featuring a solo storyteller that introduces each chapter.
The idea of genocide, and the Rwandan genocide in particular, is so complex that I feel I have barely scratched the surface of its impact with this work. This piece is the beginning of what I plan to eventually evolve into a full, evening length production.
|State||Published - May 21 2010|