The Circular Heavens by Peter Rose (review)

dirt into their partner's face, pleasurably receiving and returning the impact of a spit. Impressions of animals and children abound but nothing is representational. Each image is indicative rather than literal-each is rooted in kinesthetic impulse. The drama in Thick as Thebes arises from the realization of physical desires. Much of the movement is rough and on the edge of violence. One especially remembers Chuma's catapults into the air. This is jumping just to jump, and Chuma can throw herself in one lump sum. All four women are very centered, sure of their own mass. Weight is not held, it is balanced in the way a child is, at once relaxed and excited and attached to the ground. A sequence involving simple running-jumping-smacking bellies together becomes exhilarating. At the end they bury their faces in the dirt and come up smiling. Formally the piece is awkward. Events remain separate rather than joined. Fortunately, Kaye seems to have logged many hours in the studio with this group and stripped away any weak material. Rich as it is, Thick as Thebes resembles a string of beads; its dramatic material demands a more pointed use of time and space. Still, it's inspiring to see a young choreographer enter theatredance through the back door of improvisation : a welcome alternative to the downtown dance-no to spectacle-tautology. Margaret Eginton Peter Rose, the circular heavens. The Kitchen (April). By the time the audience enters the seating area the performing space has been completely fixed with props in a kind of surreal situation: hotplate, basketball, fan, toilet, shopping cart, tape recorder-and dangling from the ceiling a plastic leg, trash can lid, toys. These are some of the "found" objects in Peter Rose's personal landscape. I say "personal" because it seems certain that the circular heavens expresses Rose's own vision of life and art, and that the objects and how he uses them have "meaning" for him In an autobiographical sense. The piece manifests the conceptualized self In performance . Yet, one of the commendable features about his "performance activity" as he calls it, is that It is not self-indulgently personal-there is very little language, for one thing-but evolves instead in carefully thought out structures of continuous imagery. Most of the images and activities have to do with water, dressing and undressing, construction and deconstruction, identity and nonidentity , and they develop in several different areas within the performing space as a whole. A kind of anarchic fantasy, the circular heavens begins with a videotape in which a young man/mental patient talks about a physical disorder and ends with that person (now performing) running an electric saw through a sheet of paper from a music stand. With its heavy rock music (Eno, Fripp, and others play throughout the piece) as aural accompaniment the image is a startling gesture of violence and aggression that reinforces the "new wave" aesthetics of the work. True, Rose's piece has a hard edge to it-more so as it progresses-but the overriding feeling of the circular heavens is of a certain delicacy of emotion. (Often the music's lush emotive quality makes it sound like a Philip Glass score played on a calliope.) What makes this such a forceful work-there were actually bravos at the end!-is the inthe circularheavens tensity and conviction Rose projects as a performer in a scenario built on the spontaneous outbursts of raw energy. Rose demonstrates an astute dramatic intelligence by building his piece around the idea of character, however much that character changes in performance, and by structuring scenes with a specific rhythm. In his eccentric use of props Rose in a way reminds me of Stuart Sherman, but Sherman 39 is more a formalist while Rose seems to follow mythopoeic interests. In this respect he shares a kinship with Spalding Gray and Elizabeth Le Compte's work, particularly Nayatt School which has the same kind of uncontrollable rage, and interest in personal imagery. Rose is a very young man. As someone remarked to me upon reading his bio note in the Kitchen program, "is it possible to have been born in...