Revealing Process – some pictures

On 29th January 2012, I held a small, intimate event, Revealing Process at Siobhan Davies Studios, London. It was an opportunity for me to share some thoughts about my working processes, and my current threads of choreographic enquiry.

Here are a few photos – care of Sara Popowa. Thank you to everyone who helped to make the evening run smoothly and created such a delightful atmosphere of interest, curiosity and sharing.

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sharing some notes from residencies at K3, Hamburg and Le Pacifique |CDC, Grenoble, July 2011:

landing
An ocean of landing
helped into landing
and then rising
the ocean moving into the distance
is this how dying looks?
 
about rising
how can we melt into the sky?
into flight
pushing, reaching
flow moving upwards
brimming over
so much up that the body can’t 
contain it anymore
and so you go up
 
each landing is as if it’s the only one
and once you have become the ground you are born again so that you can land again.

sharing energy to make more

landing
decaying
becoming the ground
 
How much down is there in going up?
How much sky in the ground?
How polar/dual, how whole is this rising, landing, taking off, becoming the ground thing?
 
keeping going, keep on being
start again
 
i keep going
we keep being
 
listening
the world is hanging
we are just drawing it down into a plane of ‘now time’, ‘today time’
 
what is the nature of your relationship?
what happens?
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what is it that makes these sacrum dances so special?
over-whelming feeling from witnessing/watching/participating – dancing is good for people. that’s enough. 

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Cycle Stories: Tomorrow… Day 7

Extracts from writing streams. And while I’m thinking of it, perhaps a quick note about the writing stream. I give the subject. This must be the start of every sentence. You can change the tense. Occasionally you can break the rules. You must keep writing (you can’t break that rule) 5 mins only. We time it!

Jennifer: ‘…Tomorrow is always just there isn’t it – just lurking around the corner, not here yet, it is like trying to stay ‘present’, thinking about tomorrow.  Tomorrow is a useless rather tempting concept – if I am in each day then all days qualify as today and tomorrow is one of todays that hasn’t todayed yet.  Or maybe it has – actually tomorrow is a concept for something that has already taken place in our heads – I’ve made my plans for tomorrow, tomorrow is already sewn up in today….’

Ben: ‘Tomorrow I will feel lighter, brighter, smarter, closer to the people around me. To what I want to achieve in life. but there is no end to tomorrow so that may never come, but this is not a bad thing or something to be feared. Tomorrow may prove something impossible may happen or I may eat less on a daily basis. Why do we judge the world on what not happened yet? always looking to the future, which repeats the past and yet no one seems to realise it…’

Sara: ‘…Tomorrow I want to be with you. Tomorrow I would like all obstacles that we have today to have melted away, disintegrated into a deeper understanding about ourselves, about us a unit and about how we function together and how we can function together, practically, emotionally, psychologically – tomorrow… i want tomorrow to be now, I want to be with you now, i don’t want to wait, yes i think i have a problem with ‘tomorrow’…’

Jennifer and Ben in Hamburg

Charlotte: ‘…tomorrow I try not to dwell too much in tomorrow. I used to but that was before. now I’m better at pretending to myself that I’m better at being in now and not wishing for tomorrow. pretending, fooling, right word not here – maybe i’ll find it tomorrow. tomorrow that world where I am more than today…’

Anna: ‘…Tomorrow is what we think of when writing of today but we don’t say that, oh no…tomorrow what I will want will be different. To what I want tomorrow today. Tomorrow today becomes yesterday. Tomorrow I will have all that has happened and all that has not yet…Tomorrow’s focus is being becoming and owning being and becoming today…Tomorrow is not living, that is left to today.’