Hang Time by Marikiscrycrycry

A choreographic meditation on hanging out. Hanging in the air. Hanging in there. Hanging by rope. Hanging braids off the nape of the neck. Hanging on to life. Hanging by a thread. Hanging bodies. Duration. Divination. Invocation. Congregation. Haunting.

Building upon Marikiscrycrycry's decade-long practice of motorising otherwise fatalistic and marginal perspectives, Hang Time engages an emergent mode of creation that is at once genre-defying and spiritually itinerant.

Suspended between bouyon and soca, séance, ritual, social gathering, and catastrophe, the work transforms hanging into a social, historical, choreographic, and metaphysical condition. Through states of endurance, collapse, congregation, and reverberation, Hang Time listens to the gulf in order to sense what remains suspended in the air after disappearance.