Cloud Gate Dance Theatre - 2008: A New Era Begins For Cloud Gate

2008: A New Era Begins For Cloud Gate

A February 11, 2008 fire destroyed the Cloud Gate Dance Theater's "1,324 m2 rehearsal studio, costume, props and production archives." Donations to rebuild totaled NT$370 million (US$12 million) from 175 business groups and 3,973 individuals (as of July 15, 2008 Taipei Times article reporting), while the government donated a former art and education site in Tamshui (淡水).

"Whisper of Flowers," the first new production to be staged after the fire razed and demolished the dance company's rehearsal studio in Bali, has been a piece created in celebration of Cloud Gate's 35-year milestone. The production was first premiered in Chiayi, southern Taiwan, on September 12, 2008.

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