International Human Rights Art Festival:

Human beings are members of a whole, Dance event curated by Tina Bararian

Friday, December 13th @ 7:00pm

Featuring:

Ünzile produced by Melis Yessiler

Choreographed by: Melis Yesiller
Performed by Melis Yesiller & Madeleine Lee

Ünzile is a powerful depiction of the harsh reality of child marriages, where human life is disregarded. This choreography draws inspiration from the story of Ünzile, a young girl forced into marriage, whose story has become a symbol in Turkey.The piece sheds light on the deep emotional and psychological consequences of these forced marriages. It follows the journey of a woman who has lost all hope, disconnected from her former self. As she reaches her breaking point, her subconscious attempts to bring her back to life, reconnecting her with the person she was before these tragic events.

Two Solos and A Duet by Cecilia Whalen

Performed by Ghislaine van den Heuvel and Natasha Schmid

"Two solos and a duet" is a suite for two women performed to three pieces by pianist Marilyn Lerner.

Built On Kindness by Tina Bararian Dance Company

Rebecca Pelleri, Lorenzo Guerrini

What are the essential components for sustaining a long-term dictatorship? If you had ultimate power, what tactics would you use to maintain control? How far would you extend your atrocities, and would you be willing to take the blame? This is a satirical dance piece on Khamenei's 40 years of dictatorship in Iran. The work explores his power-play ideologies; the enemy, the IRGC, the velayat, the maddahi and population growth through a theatrical lens, using absurdity and dark humor.

"A government that is built on kindness." Ali Khamenei

“It Boils The Water Within” by Valentina Bache

Composed by Quique
Performed and Collaborated by Demetris Charalambous, Cristina Moya-Palacios, SarahIsoke

Set at the edge of despair and chaos, where a psychological border is drawn by those who love opening wounds on earth. Sit a family obsessed with the state and textures of healing O’on (collective heart). Devoting their lives to figuring it out, navigating performativity/authenticity, fun and rage and all those silly insecurities that breed hatred if you keep watering them. Rabid with hope they weave beyond this reality. One in which movement cannot be militarized and everyone can defend themselves, but won't have to. Because there is no confusion left in this world, just love. Love woven from the braids of our sisters, woven into the land like mycelium still alive under this parking lot. This world waits urgently, violently still under all that blindness.