My house is filled to the brim with my 'crew'. Costume, production, stage manager, writer, music and Andrew of course.
We dance some wonderful quirky versions of 'Visions'. In this improv each of us takes several turns starting movement danced to the same music each time. It may be 48 seconds or over a minute, usually soft repetitive sound. After 3 rounds of this we sit quietly while the music plays one more time remembering what has just been danced in the space.
Today we end up with more contact in our dances, the first time really. Usually we have spied each other from across the living room and played from a distance. How joyous to find ways to connect, very gently even hesitatingly.
Last rehearsal we danced the 'compulsion' improv. We start out with a movement and work it knead it, blast it from all angles, spacial volume size rhythm attitude seeing how far it can go or even how subtle it can be. At first Ididn't understand and held back from the exploration, but the second time felt freer to let it rip. Wish I were in a study to do this to have the space to move in.
I do miss dancing in the studio.
then the walk through. now with 5 people watching me doing this solo that i don't yet understand. I'm still feeling so inadequate in the piano playing for the Story about coming Home. My strategy is to do more practicing of my Bartok and other mentors to find more variety and tools. I want to play bigger lusher with an ability to change keys more consciously
Singing my song Filled at the end seems so melancholy. I like singing it quietly gently with less emotional baggage than when it was first written.
Wish I could sing one of my more spunky songs. WE are All or Neurontin blues. Would like to have the whole piece be more playful.
what else can I write about my hand for the body musings. how about the blog post from the game.
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