Bowing to the Unknown
Before leaving, we kissed each other; the ritual of a more or less consented farewell. When Mathilde approached Anil, he presented his cheek. She asked, surprised: “How do they do that in India?” The dancer clasped his hands on his chest and greeted her in response to a question formulated in a language he did not understand. The gesture surprised her; or perhaps it embarrassed her, seeing it as a sign of modesty and a hesitation in the face of an invitation to kiss. Anil had slipped behind a familiar gesture, a gesture inherited from his thousand-year-old India, he performed to greet the stranger. Yet, both of them wanted to be strangers, hanging on a gesture they could not finish.. | ![]() |
Richard Tremblay, following a residence at the Centre chorégraphique de Belfort (France, 1998) with the participation of Anil Kumar and Guillaume Lemasson. Photo: Kalashas.