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国际大汇演 - 台湾萍影舞集 Ping-Shadow Dance Theatre

《人生黑白变作品》

萍影舞集 Ping-Shadow Dance Theatre

致力於民族舞蹈与古典芭蕾艺术之传承与提升,编创具台湾本土人文特色的作品,让舞蹈艺术更生活化、培养更多的艺术欣赏人口。

创作的舞码以台湾与地区人文特色为创作的中心主轴,并融合古典芭蕾与民族舞蹈之元素,例如:「桃花源之美」将桐花季、桃仔园、台湾蓝鹊、庙宇编入舞作;「布袋戏尪仔来跳舞」「红龟粿」为以布袋戏经典角色的故事基底的创作,作品呈现了本土人文意象并赋予现代舞蹈作品新的风貌与时代感。


Ping-Shadow Dance Theatre is famous for developing and elaborating the beauty of dance. Our dance ensemble is devoted to making dancing arts more close to daily lives and also increasing art appreciation.

Our dance creations not only inherit the essence of Chinese culture, but also contain elements of ballet and traditional Chinese dance. Two of our most well-known performances are "The Beauty of The Garden of Peaches" and "Hung Kuei Cakes"(also known as "Dancing Puppets"). "The Beauty of the Garden of Peaches" is a combination of ballet and Taiwanese folk dance. It shows some of the special features of Taiwan, Tung blossoms, peach orchard, Taiwan blue magpie, and temples, etc. " Hung Kuei Cakes " is inspired by the popular characters and stories of the traditional Chinese glove puppetry. Both of these works present our native cultures and daily lives through the art of dance.


节目简介:


《人生黑白变作品》

一、花样年华

从小时候的天真无邪、无忧无虑生活,成长过程中逐渐稳重与成熟,二八年华的欢乐与青涩、独立成年后交织的美丽与哀愁,领悟了上班族要背负的责任及辛酸,男女间的欢乐、甜蜜、争吵……人生百态,尽在不言中。

二、无言歌

男女之间总在互相角力,关系在不断重复、碰撞、修复中,纠结缠绕得天衣无缝,寻找生命得以延续的动力。

三、路

每个人都应该有一段美好童年的回忆:那时母亲爱她、父亲疼她……否则她会感到没有生存的权利,她会感到自己从未降生……然而环境和社会发展出人们需要她,却不再倾听她,在需求与被需求感匮乏的驱策下,人类不断掠夺,四季变得既沈默又疯狂,变调的人情冷暖、等待、无奈、寂寞、摸索……

紅龜粿作品

一、花树下

家中的大宅院前有棵大榕树,大家习惯晚饭后坐在树下乘凉、谈天说笑,回忆起年节时做红龟粿时的趣事及欢乐时光。母亲大多数时间只是在一旁端茶送水,用慈爱的眼光默默追随我们的身影。

二、恋心

夏日七夕,我和他相约到庙会看戏,看完《天河配》的我有些出神及怅然,他第一次大胆、悄悄的握住了我的手,跟我说:妳放心,我不是牛郎,妳也不是织女,我们会永远在一起!

我反握他温暖的掌心,不知怎地想到了母亲那日渐痀偻的身影,不禁眼眶一红。

三、祭祖

我看着母亲忙碌地準备三牲四果拿香祭祖,顾不上我,便偷偷穿上木屐,约了其他小朋友到院里玩耍(唱采茶歌)。玩得正欢,不知谁悄悄在背后推了我一把,让我跌了一跤,我忍不住痛放声大哭,哭声惊动了母亲,她生气却又无可奈何地扶起我细细安抚著,确定伤势无碍后,她自桌上拿了一个我最爱吃的红龟粿给我,我破涕而笑。

Life in Black and White

1. Golden Years

From childhood innocence and a carefree life, there grew a gradually stable and mature joy named ‘the twenty-eight Love Sentimental’. This focus is on the independent adult to understand the responsibility and to bear the bitterness of workers, men and women. This is accomplished through an indisputable quarrel between joy, sweets, and the vicissitudes of life as displayed self-evidently.

2. Songs Without Words

“Songs without words” is a piece describing the relationship between men and women conveying that they are always wrestling amongst each other. The relationship between the repeated collision repairs as being tangled perfectly by seeking to force the continuation of life.

3. Road

Everyone should have wonderful childhood memories: When a Mother loves her father that has hurt her ...... she would not later feel the right to survive. There will be environmental and social developments of people that need her, but no longer listen to her. To be in a demand/lack of demand driven sense, human beings continue to plunder seasons that become both a silent and crazy modulation of the human well-being. Waiting, frustration, loneliness, and many other feelings to explore...


Red Tortoise Cake

1. Flower Tree

The Former house has a large banyan tree; during the time of the New Year they sat in the shade under a tree after the customary dinner making jokes, anecdotes and memories of the happy hour Red tortoise cake. For the majority of the time, the mother is on the side of the tea. Silent eyes kindly follow our shadow.


2. Love Heart

Summer Tanabata, and I met with him to the temple to see the movie. We read the "Milky Way with". I have some trance and sense of loss being his first bold move. He quietly held my hand and told me: “Worry you not, I am not a cowboy and we will always be together!” I reverse the grip of his warm palm, but somehow could not help but notice that the mother increasingly conveyed a hunchback figure with seemingly red eyes.


3. Worship

I looked at the Mother busy preparing dishes that looked too fake for the aroma it was giving off. “Worship me, attend to me.”I spoke, as I secretly put on clogs. The other Children then started to play in the yard (picking songs to sing). Huan was playing. I do not know who quietly behind pushed me causing me to fall. But I could not help but burst into tears of pain. My cries alerted my Mother. She was angry but did nothing to appease me as she carefully propped me determining the injury without problems. After then, she took from the table my favorite red tortoise cake to me as I smiled politely.



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