DIVISAR

Dance Theatre Company

DIVISAR

    Upcoming Dates:

Our show Anchor is back!

The 15, 16 and 17 novembre 2024

in coproduction with the company Woman's Move at Theatre Indocile, Sion Valais in novembre 15, 16, 17 2024.


Last created ensemble piece -  Galatea ou les non-dits

New Creation Galatea ou les non-dits in collaboration with the company Dansehabile FIRST NIGHT 23rd of November 2023 Ecole International Chêne-Bourg Geneva ... 


Thanks to everyone involved in our new Creation for 2023 

                                         Les Quatre Portraits de Rainer Maria Rilke

                               The Four Portraits of Rainer Maria Rilke                                                

                          Which Premiered the 26.01.2023 - Theatre Étincelle

And toured between the 16.02.2023 - 24.03.2024

 Theatre Tumulte Neuchâtel, theatre Montreur d'images, Geneva and Theatre Alizé, Sion, Valais, CH

And a warm hearted thanks to our public ...

Here's a special Short Film of the show. Directed and edited by Pascal Montjovent. Enjoy ...

And an extra special 6 mini trailers for Les Quatre Portraits de Rainer Maria Rilke. By Cinematographer Pascal Montjovent :

The Press Speaks !

Article on the show by Jacques Sallin from the cultural website la Pépinière:

https://lapepinieregeneve.ch/l...

2 Radio Interviews on Radio Cite with Mehdi Duman on the creative process of the show :

https://radiocite.ch/2023/01/1...

https://radiocite.ch/2023/01/2...







Ways of seeing the Lockdown through:

“The ultimate aim of government is not to rule, or restrain by fear, nor to exact obedience, but to free every man from fear that he may live in all possible security... In fact, the true aim of government is liberty.”

Spinoza



And something on borders:

“When I open my wallet

To show my papers

Pay money

Or check the time of a train

I look at your face.

The flower’s pollen

Is older than the mountains

Aravis is young

As mountains go.

The flower’s ovules

Will be seeding still

When Aravis then aged

Is no more than a hill.

The flower in the heart’s

Wallet, the force

Of what lives us

Outliving the mountain.

And our faces, my heart, brief as photos.

Once Upon A Time



The first was a hare. At two thousand meters on a mountain frontier. Where are you going? Asked the French customs officer. To Italy, I said. Why didn’t you stop? He asked. I thought you beckoned me on, I replied. And at that moment everything was forgotten because a hare ran across the road, ten yards away from us. It was a lean hare, with tufts on the tips of its ears of brown smoke. And although it was running slowly, it ran for its life. Sometimes that can happen.

From “and our faces, my heart, as brief as photos”

John Berger



And on transformation, new beginnings:

The word psyche means two things in Greek, his aunt said. Two very different but interesting things. Butterfly and soul. But when you stop and think about it carefully, butterfly and soul aren’t so different, after all, are they? A butterfly starts out as a caterpillar, an ugly sort of earthbound, wormy nothing, and then one day the caterpillar builds a cocoon, and after a certain amount of time the cocoon opens and out comes the butterfly, the most beautiful creature in the world. That’s what happens to souls as well, Archie. They struggle in the depths of darkness and ignorance, they suffer through trials and misfortunes, and bit by bit they become purified by those sufferings, strengthened by the hard things that happen to them, and one day, if the soul in question is a worthy soul, it will break out of its cocoon and soar through the air like a magnificent butterfly.

Paul Auster, Book 4321
                                                                                                                                                    
                                                            



                                Choreography and Art serving the community.
                               

Creating imaginative, innovative, stimulating choreography and physical theatre for the stage, the community. 

The goal of the company is to connect and find connections between the art and artifice of the stage and the community in today's society. Bringing dance and theatre to the expected and unexpected of places, from the stage to schools  and even to the hustle and bustle of the local flea market.

We aim to Reach out and open ways for the community to share and enjoy imaginative, fun and thought provoking choreography within everyday life. 

                                                  

We specialise in creating shows for the stage, festivals, art galleries, museums, the street, in short, in any space called for. We give Tailor madeworkshops, for schools, within the local community and beyond.



The company DIVISAR was founded by Mehdi Duman in 2014 as a non-lucratif performance company with its roots based in experimental and creative dance and theatre. 
    



Origin of our name


Divisar ‎(first-person singular present diviso, first-person singular preterite divisé, past participle divisado)

  1. to perceive
  2. to descry
  3. on the horizon
  4. seeing

Algunas veces divisé arriba una luz muy blanca; otras creí oír un gemido. Jorge Luis Borges.

Cuentan que Ulises, harto de prodigios,
lloró de amor al divisar su Itaca
verde y humilde. El arte es esa Itaca
de verde eternidad, no de prodigios.

"They say Ulysses, wearied of wonders,
wept with love on seeing Ithaca,
humble and green. Art is that Ithaca,
a green eternity, not wonders." "Arte Poética, Jorge Luis Borges."





★★★★ Anchored in Joy

ThePeg Review

"This is a joyous delight."

"The show is sensual and erotic from the outset."

"The authenticity and integrity of the performances from Elsa Couvreur and Mehdi Duman are utterly beguiling."

"Full disclosure, I am not normally a dance fan. I was, however, delighted!"

Check out this great review we had for our show Anchor. From our tour in London this March. Go to press for full article and more starred reviews for Anchor and our other shows...