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There is Dance in All of Life
Balance. Alles ist Eins NR. 2, 2015 (pp. 22-23).
By Shakeh Major Tchilingirian
The dance of primitive humans expressed the simplicity in their lives. As human civilisation advanced, music and dance continued to be refined as expressions of thoughts and feelings. Music and dance are integral parts of deep human spirituality. Indeed, as Komitas, the renowned Armenian musicologist and composer asked a century ago: “Is not the life of the entire universe a dance?” Following his travels to hundreds of villages and towns collecting and transcribing thousands of folksongs, Komitas came to the realization that “there is dance in all of life.”
Circle Dance in Remembrance of a Courageous Woman
Grapevine, Autumn 2015, pp 21-22.
(Quarterly Journal of the Sacred/Circle Dance Network)
By Shakeh Major Tchilingirian
The entire town of Gylling (about 300 km away from Copenhagen), the birthplace of Karen Jeppe (1876-1934), who saved and cared for thousands of Armenian orphans and women during the Armenian Genocide, came together, along with Armenians from different parts of Denmark, on 2nd May to take part in the ceremonies dedicated to this extraordinary woman and great humanitarian.
The ‘Circle of Life’ in Face of Death
Grapevine, Summer 2015, pp 16-18.
(Quarterly Journal of the Sacred/Circle Dance Network)
Shakeh Major Tchilingirian
How would you commemorate the centenary of a horrific event in the life of a people? Is it possible to commemorate the dead as well as celebrate the triumph of human spirit of survival? Such questions lingered in my mind for months as the hundredth anniversary of the Armenian Genocide on the 24th of April 2015 was approaching. The Genocide was a state-implemented crime against 1.5 million Armenians in the Ottoman Empire, today’s Turkey.
"Witnessing after the Witnessing"
Battersea Arts Centre, London | October 2014
"Witnessing after the Witnessing"
Shakeh Major Tchilingirian
"Armine, Sister" continues to equally haunt and soothe me. Weeks have lapsed since I saw the European premiere in London and am trying to make sense of the experience in words. And I am very much aware of being rough and raw much like the physical theatre experience itself.