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余巧兒 Carmen YU
余巧兒，自由身舞蹈藝術工作者、編舞，Room712 創辦人，畢業於香港演藝學院當代舞系。她積極參與舞蹈及跨界創作與演出，並致力於探索身體與不同媒介之間的關係。
由她創辦的 Room712 於 2026年獲提名第27屆香港舞蹈年獎「傑出舞蹈服務」，以表彰其於藝術交流、跨媒介創作實踐及推動香港獨立舞蹈發展方面的貢獻。
近年編舞及創作作品包括一舖清唱《絕世小情色》編舞、藝穗節2026《致海的信》、《另起爐灶：攪拌現場》、臨界藝術節《SCRATCH!》之 This is not your business、鹽田梓表演藝術節《不要動不動就是石頭》以及香港舞蹈聯盟「舞蹈新鮮人2024/25」《呯！》等，並主導多個 Room712 跨媒介創作與現場實驗計劃。
Yu Hau Yi Carmen, freelance dance artist and choreographer, and the founder of Room712. She graduated from the Hong Kong Academy for Performing Arts, majoring in Contemporary Dance. Actively engaged in both dance and interdisciplinary practices, her work focuses on exploring the relationship between the body and different media. Room712 was nominated for the 27th Hong Kong Dance Awards (Outstanding Achievement in Services to Dance) in recognition of its efforts in fostering artistic exchange, interdisciplinary collaboration, and independent dance development in Hong Kong.
Her recent choreographic and creative works include “When everything comes out” (Choreographer by YatPo Singers), “A Letter to the Moonlit Sea” (HK Fringe Festival 2026), “Reconstruct: Stirred Live at the Cross” , “This is not your business” (Horizon Festival 2025 “SCRATCH! Fringe Creation Incubator”), “Don’t move, Stone” (Yim Tin Tsai Performing Arts Festival 2025), and BOOM (Hong Kong Dance Alliance “New Force In Motion 24/25”). She has also initiated and led various cross-media and live experimental projects under Room712.
Photo credits: Maximillian Cheng
Nov 8
Stage Performance
《我唔知可以講咩好》
I don't know what to say when I'm allowed to
Nov 8 | 12:30 PM - 1:30 PM | 4/F Atrium, Langham Place |
Nov 8 | 3:00 PM - 4:00 PM | 4/F Atrium, Langham Place |
我們從小就在學習規則。在飯桌上，大人說話的時候，小孩不該插嘴；讀什麼科目、從事什麼職業、將來跟什麼樣的人在一起，似乎早已有人替你想好了。到頭來，你的夢想，也成了家族顏面的延伸。
「聽話」成了一種語言。
「沉默」則是我們最熟悉、最流利的方言。
即使後來那些規則逐漸鬆動，它們依然在內心迴盪。被允許發聲，不等於擁有自己的聲音；能夠開口說話，和真正能夠說出自己的想法，從來都不是同一回事。
那麼，我們該如何重新學會信任自己的聲音？
We grew up learning the rules. At the dinner table, the adults talked and the children shouldn’t interrupt. Which subject you'd study, which career, which person you'd end up with ,someone had already thought it through for you. Your dream was, in the end, the family's face.
Obedient became a language.
Silence was the dialect we spoke most fluently.
Even when the rules later loosened, they kept echoing inside. Permission isn't the same as a voice. Being allowed to speak, and actually being able to ,those were never the same thing.How do we learn to trust our own voice again?
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