Fringe Review: Temple of Desire

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Venue: Native Earth’s Aki Studio, 585 Dundas St. E.

Remaining showtimes: July 9, 10, 11 (various times, see Fringe site for more info)

Temple of Desire, a dance work from the Australian company Karma Dance, brings a sumptuous celebration of queerness.

Before shamelessly fangirl-ing, I must admit my knowledge of Bharatanātyam, the style of Indian dance Karma specializes in, is woefully lacking. Of the 55 hand gestures that convey specific meanings, I know none. Nor do I understand the lexicon of the music’s tonal systems.

Even so, it was nothing but joy watching this group of stunning dancers collectively imagining a world without the strict gender and sexual roles that colonialism has imposed. I can only imagine how much richer the experience would be for those who have a deep connection and knowledge. The lively choreography is sensuous and passionate, a testimony to the beauty of occupying liminal spaces.

In a time where trans rights are being attacked, Temple of Desire is an unapologetic celebration of diversity and a glorious middle finger to transphobia and bigotry.