The theme of
an insect world is expounded upon by a small assortment of insect
characters (namely the grasshoppers) milling about the seating area
with an entourage of human scientists dressed in full-protective garb
carrying around catcher's nets and magnifying glasses, inspecting the
audience, capturing them with their nets and otherwise causing muted
As the lights dim, our attention is then directed toward a trio of
stalks neatly distributed within this microcosmic arena, and to the
rather large and inescapable egg-shaped object situated in its center.
While we in the audience can only begin to wonder about the impending
reveal of the egg and its meaning, a small insect contingent converges
upon the stage, ascending the stalks (themselves reminiscent of
dandelion stems) to flit about, coming to life by crying, buzzing, trilling
and chirping the show's namesake - OVO.
A rainbow of light washes over the (28ft wide by 22ft tall) egg,
bathing it in reds, oranges, yellows, greens, blues, indigos and
violets - swirling about in a Technicolor rainbow. Strobes flash and
thunder for fleeting seconds, momentarily blinding, raising the level of
tension. But then the world goes pitch black and the egg
simply deflates, its collapsed hulk dragged away.
When the lights arise - the insects swarm. Theirs is perhaps a right of
passage dance, itching and scratching their way across the stage to
showcase their world to us, to welcome us and to invite us.