First Dance – Sept 13th

 

Habits, patterns, vocabulary emerging.  It’s all black and white with a knife hanging over your head.

This was the day before I went to check out what was going on with my right knee.  It was hurting yet I still had to move as I always do.  I sometime wonder when I will stop or when I will see my desire to explore movement subside.

I did not warm up for this one and that is probably the problem.  It’s hard to get to a class or to work out.  I just want to make and to be in a state of discovery and exposing skin, texture, tones in the body.  Where am  I today?  What is coming out of the body at this moment?

I also enjoy watching others moving and observing where they are each day.  I do not teach much anymore which is a strange thing.  I love teaching  I love helping people reach for an extreme physical emotional understanding.  I love coaching performance as well as offering support to their creative process.

I watch a lot of dance especially over my career as a dance artist.  I learn so much about people from the way the move and what they are making.  Subtle shifts in their development – things I usually do not say out loud.  Its an observation like when I am on my walks in the woods – I see the changes everyday of the mushrooms growth and decay.  The color of the fungus on a log.  Daily seasonal changes of a prairie.

That is what watching someone dance can be.  You see it is all happening in the studio.  The rehearsal the development that is the special times.  Stage is a totally different beast of dramatic changes.  That is where an individual comes to the front and absorbs the information of a piece or phrase in new and exhilarating ways.

I think I have some thing here I will explore this further – dance as nature observations and performance as absorbing nature.

 

 

 

 

 

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