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EROS IN FURS

@erosinfurs

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creating at the portal of death & rebirth ⚔️
Choreographer | Performer | Director
📍Berlin | Paris
@tracey.club | @ciaomkara
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“dear Graham” …this piece of my heart is traveling from the festival to the circus tent @zirkus_mond tonight!! and tomorrow Cia Omkara brings you “Not Yet Human” with an absolutely incredible cast of artists: @oskar_mauricio_venux @lihlalih @gonbecerra @johnnyquestions @wilmerosunaserna @jab.ata @aissatou_casas ticket link is in my bio or stories 🎟️ incredible videography by the legendary @champton.doc 🎥 ♥️♥️ see you there 🕯️ taken in Berlin, Germany by @erosinfurs
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a year ago
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heart tender, flirting with mountains and skylines 🎥 (captured by my love @claude.sdm x) taken in glacier de l'aiguille rouge 3200m by @erosinfurs
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they/them/mother, a performance by @_saralulu_ and @erosinfurs 🩸 taken in Berlin, Germany by @erosinfurs
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2 months ago
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What a beautiful and magical opening performance of GLITTER IN THE CRACKS Vol. 2 last night ✨✨✨ Thank you all for witnessing „They/Them/Mother“ by the wonderful @_saralulu_ & @erosinfurs ❤️🤍 Our program continues until Sunday and we hope to see you there! You can find all info and buy tickets via www.sebastianabarbanell.com/glitterinthecracks ✨✨✨ taken in Uferstudios Für Zeitgenössischen Tanz by @erosinfurs
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from the archive: a moment reliving a childhood memory, touching a past self with tenderness… - “my grand mothers spirit in the scarves she used to wear an obsession, whispered down through the trauma of broken women and the erotic of silk their peace before them waiting but the birthright passed to me I can hear all my ancients singing from the distant future my breath their spirit passing through asking me to hold what they could not touch themselves this is the way we close circles spiriling upwards itching for the transcendental I still carry the cross she gave me at 16 and the rings she passed down. right finger, the only peace she could promise me false hope in repression left finger, the promise of my parents broken in black diamond. but my promise is alchemy and the beautiful hunger that lies in eros a name my ancestors forgot but the future I’m rebirthing” - clip from our creation last year, “Ancient Future” with @_saralulu_ and music by @slow.moon__ we are bringing a completely new piece to the stage next week, with an additional musician playing double bass - a magic portal, if you will;) taken in Uferstudios Für Zeitgenössischen Tanz by @erosinfurs
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some photos from the archive: Ancient Future: a creation from last year’s Lionsgate portal at summer’s end 🕯️ Ancient Future was a journey through memory - what we came to call as “mountains.” The question that lead us: if you could journey back to the old mountains of memory you once climbed, how would you offer love to that past version of yourself? This piece was a co-creation between me, @_saralulu_ and the beautiful musician @slow.moon__ ♥️ we opened a portal through this piece, a red thread that has since deepened its presence in my life, stretching far into past and future, writing poetry of of all the synchronicities in pieces, people, and stories… we are journeying back into through this portal, opening it again with a completely new piece birthing itself from body and spirit, Earth and Æther 🩸 THEY/THEM/MOTHER May 14 | Uferstudios | 19:00 - happy Beltane witches, see you there ;) taken in Uferstudios Für Zeitgenössischen Tanz by @erosinfurs
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Two weeks until GLITTER IN THE CRACKS Vol. 2 ✨✨✨ Did you get your tickets already? We cannot wait to share this beautiful program with you 💖 14-17 May 2026 @uferstudios_tanz_berlin GLITTER IN THE CRACKS emerges from a shared desire to create space for artistic expression rooted in collaboration, care, and experimentation. As a self-organized, community-driven platform, it brings together artists to share work across disciplines—from drag and dance to durational and participatory performance. In a context of limited resources and access to funding, we hold a clear belief that creativity and art making thrive in community, and that art emerges through connection, intention, and presence. Since we are working with very limited resources and no institutional funding we highly depend on all of you to attend our program as the ticket income directly covers our production expenses. So get your tickets, bring your friends and we look forward to seeing you there! ✨💖✨ Check out our full program and buy tickets via www.sebastianabarbanell.com/glitterinthecracks Photos by @pauline_kortmann @p.spectives @boris_denison @ariane.ramin @echoxphotography #performance #dance #art #queer #berlin taken in Uferstudios Für Zeitgenössischen Tanz by @erosinfurs
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3 months ago
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…dreaming of talking trees and the sweating summer nights of my teenage years. I lived in an old attic with a half broken window, where hot southern wind and the voice of cicadas poured over me, their fluting bodies singing me to sleep. I dreamed of flying away from that place for years, unaware of what waited beyond, or what it would mean to leave. I sometimes hated that sound of cicada song, scared I would drown in it, or drown in that place. Now when I listen to it, I hear strange echos of my mother, of rebirths, and a fractured sense of home floating back to me in fragmented memory. Cicadas spend 17 years living in tree roots as babies, nymphs, only to emerge for 2-4 weeks as adults, shed dead skin, fuck, and birth eggs back into the trees. That song they sing is their mating song. Talk about an intense death/rebirth cycle. Add cicadas to my list of autistic special interests, please. It‘s funny the way we return, in spirals - especially to the things a younger self rejected. And yet, I am here again, a tree birthing bugs and birds, dreaming of flying and blood and cycles of the womb, Maiden Mother Crone - beginning studio research for May 14 when @_saralulu_ and I are bringing another piece to life together as part of GLITTER IN THE CRACKS ♥️ link in my bio x by @erosinfurs
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3 months ago
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“I think I’m gonna fall in love with you.” First date, bubbles in hand, sunrise on the festival grounds over a Fadi dancefloor. The words tumbled out of me sincerely, unwanting reply. How very lesbian. My lipstick still smeared from the night before and a little leftover on your cheek. You gazed back with a flash of shock that dissolved almost instantly back into that famous cool nonchalance. The words might have been true, and I felt it in my bones, even if we both weren’t quite ready. You said so in the moment. But we stayed anyway in that festival fantasy love bubble until the closing a few days later, floating between conversation chemistry and dancefloor euphoria. I learned what it was like to hear music through your ears - and you were fascinated by the way I touched life through the body. I told you on the last day, between bites of leftover camp snacks, that I was scared and thrilled at the same time that you could see right through me, all of me, and I loved that I’d never be able to hide. We floated back home to Berlin in the love bubble and gave it a few chances. But whatever magic seed that was this love was not yet ready to grow. Summer was over now, and us and the trees were heading fast for a winter hibernation. Everything demanded space for grief. It felt like ripping a heart out of the chest. But we trusted and let each other go. In those months between, we saw each other only in flashes and fleeting moments. I remember one distinctly. Two different clubs on the same floor in some Berlin back alley. A serious of chances and somehow we caught each other in the staircase in the middle, of course each with a stamp for a different side. Another liminal space. Just a moment, a cigarette, half awkward and half flirting. It all felt big and nostalgic and melodramatic. I told you when we parted that night that the encounter felt like some storybook metaphor, us caught in another blissful in between - and yet, the inevitable return looming: you to the blue, me to the red. Months later, when we ricocheted back into each other, it felt magic and terrifying. (love story cont. in comments x) by @erosinfurs
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3 months ago
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Still buzzing from the energy of our premiere shows last week with Not Yet Human — what an incredible experience to share this piece. Every moment on stage has been a conversation beyond words, a reminder of how deeply performance can connect us. . . . Two more nights to come — April 10 & 11 at @zirkus_mond Zirkus Mond. Come breathe, move, and dream with us once more. 📸 Photos by @mulinarius . . . Johnny Questions @johnnyquestions LIHLA @lihlalih Oskar Mauricio / Venux @oskar_mauricio_venux Wilmer Osuna Serra @wilmerosunaserna Aïssatou @aissatou_casas EROS IN FURS @erosinfurs Gonzalo Becerra @gonbecerra . . . Production @__flvgmodvs__ Light @lucky_tamme Special thx to @zirkus_mond Sound @abrissandrej Production @__flvgmodvs__ by @erosinfurs
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words from our last show🫀 . . . NOT YET HUMAN, April 3, 4, 10, 11 tickets at link in bio . . … Not Yet Human is a circus and performance arts journey brought to you by CIA OMKARA. a show birthed from some of Berlin’s best artists. this is an experience you do not want to miss 🕯️ brought to you on the stage of @zirkus_mond - the artists of CIA OMKARA: @aissatou_casas @erosinfurs @gonbecerra @johnnyquestions @lihlalih @oskar_mauricio_venux @wilmerosunaserna - Production @__flvgmodvs__ Light @lucky_tamme Special thx to @zirkus_mond taken in Zirkus Mond by @erosinfurs
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