While Isadora Duncan was creating her dance theory she was looking towards the Aegean while that Irish lady who lived in America ,was going to and fro from east to west, there was only a little time to end the most magnificient period of classical ballet.The rebellion that she felt deep inside herself at the beginning of the previous century, found its historical description on the land where we live now.It was oneiric blue journey. She pricked up her ears to Dionizos-the god of law ,wine ,passion, freedom ,fertility – to see the dance of the civilization in Mediterranian, while she was saying ‘Dance is to reach Dionizos’ she was going round the Aegean islands ,and was observing the historical figures ,listenning the magical invitation of the dance.She was trying to be inspired with the remnants of ceremonies made for Dionizos.She had seen that the first codes, figures and rhythms of the physical freedom had been created in this region, and rich geography whose essence is Anatolia. Hers was a flow of dreams for sure, but she was on the right way. Perhaps ,everyone after her was searching a piece of Isadora in his own dance steps.And now like a river flowing to its essence ,may be going through Isadora’s footsteps with the view of the god emperor of Nemrut ,Antiakos and the call of Mesopotamia , Anatolia and Mediterrenian –we want to create the dance of passion ,ambition, enthusiasm and peace- in the land where the first flame was created ,the first wheel turned.Ours is the same road but the this time the river is flowing to its essence .We find the figures of satires and sirens in rituals of Dionizos, in folk dance steps. We are trying to see our land by feeling 3 thousand year old Eagean dance figures’ warmth. We are after a very strong emotion, a diffrent line. We want the dance of Turkey. 
We are following the silhouette of the first dance,where the human being first has expressed himself in every field.
We are a sort of trailers.We have just been realizing the way on which we have walked for thousand times.It’s just like the earth we landed has started to talk.
      We are calling from Aegean ,where a thousand year old olive trees have been getting green ,to the mountain of immortality....
Our guide is Anatolia....Guides us with its notes, rhythms and dance steps....and still lives. Becouse it has all the figures of emotion in itself.

      Dance is said to be the art of our age, may be becouse it was the art at the archaic times either. To support this idea, to make this sentence immortal we have come together as a hundred beating hearts but shining a hundred diffrent stars .
We certainly are at the beginning but we are determined.After all just one year over a past , long 5 thousand years can’t be worth mentioning for Anatolia.
      Fortunately we don’t need to look at the ‘Kaya Kabartmasi ve Steller’ for our phisical revolution because they are still living in our dances. We want to embroid those holy trust just like a jeweller would do and see them still living after another 5000 years. We hope to create a peaceful greeting from the native rhythms in the thunder of ‘dozens of drums’.
Our friends are all the good and bad people.
      Our land which was used for thousands of years and was trod under the feet of riders,is indifferent in manner like the Great Alexander and proud like Sultan Murat ,we want to shake hands with that manner. We want to open the lid of a new Anatolian treasure to the new era with a Kybele like embrace from the land where Eve had been a child, which had been the house of Noah, and where hundreds of Dionizos lived since the Mother God Kybele...

       We want to open the lid of a new Anatolian treasure to the new era with a Kybele like embrace from the land where Eve had been a child, which had been the house of Noah, and where hundreds of Dionizos lived since the Mother God Kybele..

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