there was no studio space available today. and i am getting anxious about rehearsing. yesterday the weather took a break from the stifling heat and i found a little sheltered space under two huge. i mean huge magnolias. right near a fountain. so you also get the sound of water. when i couldn't find studio space again today, i went back to the magnolias. of course dancing outside changes everything. and asked of me to "rehearse" differently.
i started scanning the movement for: when does a movement "announce" itself. I also looked at those jump cut transition places between the voices of self and narrator and commentator to see what i could discover about how a transition is an announcement, an announcement of an idea, a new idea. how to get your own attention. how to "ahem" to yourself.
i practiced the mantric chanting of the word annunciation with one of the trees (with its permission hopefully) the tree was kind enough to support me.
the movement changed because of the texture of the ground. of course. i loved the sound of moving through the dead magnolia leaves. they are huge and brown. i was reminded of dancing in the costa rican jungle.
today, it wasn't really an opportunity to rehearse, as in the dance as it is for a stage space. but it was a movement meditation space to explore moments of inquiry.
what are the moments the movement opens a door?
what are the moments the movement finds safety in definition, or finds release in definition, and everything inbetween?.
when does a movement define itself?
i'm really tired. i think i'll take a nap in the bosom of a magnolia tree.
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