The excellence, custom and craft of Dayak
DanceThe
eminent choreographer Dedy Lutan as of late exhibited his most recent work,
Hutan Pasir Sunyi, or The Silent Sand Forest, at Galeri Indonesia Kaya in the
Grand Indonesia mall in Central Jakarta. The
execution opened with a lady lit by a spotlight, rising up out of the dimness.
At that point, two men in loincloths — one more established and attentive, one
more youthful and unbridled — entered the venue while a young lady, shining in
a conventional Dayak outfit of beaded sapei inoq shirt and ta skirt, moved
gravely and absolutely over the stage.
A gathering of stone-confronted men, evidently older folks, entered and sat
down in advance as the activity developed beneath. More ladies clad in
comparable outfits went ahead stage, all grasping involved quill plans as they
moved. Before
long, a gathering of untouchables, all ladies, bearing blades and clad in what
seemed to be basic calfskin outfits, stood up from their seats in the crowd and
went to challenge the feathered dance specialists. As
the young fellow kept running up the stairs of the amphitheater, whooping in
the midst of the grown-ups and numerous youngsters in the group, the ladies
pursued an adapted fight that built up and finally finished with the lady in
outline gazing intently at the pariahs, who turned their cleavers on
themselves.
The troupe — senior citizens and warriors alike — then started circling the
more youthful man, sweat spilling down his face, before clash swung to stasis
and the execution finished.
Dedy, the country’s principal choreographer, has invested decades going by
Dayak groups in the remote woods of Kalimantan, meeting move maestros, taking
in their ceremonies and afterward arranging their moves in Jakarta — in the
wake of performing his translation for the neighborhood group, obviously.
He says that moves, for example, Hutan Pasir Sunyi are not samples of
workmanship for the purpose of craftsmanship: they have custom significance and
in addition excellence.
“Making a move needs long and lone pondering,” Dedy said. “It’s never been a
moment and brisk procedure.” Galeri
Indonesia Kaya, which offers free shows about Indonesian society, lies simply
inverse the Blitz megaplex — an odd juxtaposition of narrating venues.
The exhibition’s 150-seat amphitheater, on the other hand, makes for a
shockingly suggest execution space.
Then,
Dayak and Javanese dance artists from Surakarta, Central Java, displayed a more
expound rendition of Hutan Pasir Sunyi at the Bogor Botanical Gardens on May 14
— a domain closer to the woods of Kalimantan than the shopping center of
Jakarta
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