Teshigawara choreographs, performs and designs the set, lighting and costumes. One thousand books, one thousand shoes, light reflected through shards of glass, and one crow. Behind closed curtains, we could hear the chilling call of the crow, leading to a mesmerising opening. I wasn't immediately aware that the glowing vase of an egg behind a table-top of jagged broken glass was the head of Saburo Teshigawara, until he slowly raised his forehead revealing his features. I became unhappy about the glorious black crow, tethered as though superglued throughout to the top of a clear perspex wall down stage centre. Dramatic, yes, and echoing the name of Teshigawara's company Koras, yet I perpetually looked to see if this glossy raven was free to move (one foot was tied). Teshigawara was eventually joined momentarily by two other humans, a masked figure ploughing through a field of brown shoes... a woman, like ether, arrives and departs. Teshigawara moves wonderfully, giving us his curious repertoire, yet, to my surprise, I came away unmoved.