Krump & Cogitore, an opera lesson


In 1992 in Los Angeles, a lawsuit acquitted white policemen who had beaten to the death a black motorist, Rodney King. As a result, racial riots broke out and ghetto kids created the KRUMP. This nervous dance, enjoyable, pacifist, has a liberating power. If it seems to be improvised, it has codified figures, inspired by the gestures of the police arrests : the stomp, footsteps pushed on the ground, the arm swing, balance of the arms, chest post, elevation of the chest.
 The KRUMP comes — like hip-hop, its elder — from the street, from the ground, but remains quite confidential. Accompanied by the choreographers Bintou Dembele, Igor Caruge and Brahim Rachiki, Clément Cogitore wears it on the boards of the Opéra Bastille and reveals it on the air of les Indes Galantes.
 This opera-ballet, written by Jean-Phillipe Rameau in 1735, was intended to entertain the carefree and refined court of Louis XV. It takes us through Persia, Peru, and South America, where the scene of Les Sauvages (The Wilders) takes place. Clement Cogitore chose to work on this scene. This is a dance of peace stem. Jean-Philippe Rameau had the idea to include this part in his opera following a tribal dance that he saw played by Louisiana Indians, at the Comédie Italienne in Paris in 1725.
 Clément Cogitore was trained at the Fine Arts School of Strasbourg, the Fémis (University for audiovisual) and Villa Médicis. His first feature — grandiose — but gone unnoticed, The Wahkan Front plunges us into a closed door in the heart of Afghanistan’s lost plain. The young Alsatian artist likes to explore remote territories, to reveal the unexpected in his installations and videos. Those latter are always anchored in a context and a dense and singular history, on which he tries to learn a lot.

Also some lines about the last artistic project of Clément Cogitore, Braguigno or the impossible community. For it, Clément Cogitore ventured in the Siberian taiga. 700 kilometers far from any human presence, he met Sacha Braguine and his family, who are living in autarky for fifteen years. Gradually taking his place, he captured by the image hunting scenes, escapades in nature, children’s games, conversations. Little by little, he discovers the inexplicable conflict which opposes the Orthodox Old-believing inhabitants of this unknown enclave. Exhibition to see at BAL (Paris) until December 23rd.

basically published in French here

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