Wednesday, November 8, 12:01 pm
Are we not asking for complexity?
How can we invite complexity into our practices?
How can we recognize the multiplicities, contradictions, and complexities located within each of us?
How is showing up, bringing it all into the practice? How is showing up embracing the messiness, the pain, the suffering, the joy, the exhaustion, how can our movement practices be a space of moving towards these complications rather than away from them?
When we teach specificity, when we teach exactness, when we teach clearly defined movement material are we teaching simplicity? Are we teaching a singular, narrowly defined approach? How can we approach “set” material with as much openness, curiousity, and engagement as improvised material? How can we find as much flexibility, spaciousness, and malleability in these forms? And how is this connected to showing up?
Showing up means that I dwell inside of it.
Showing up means that I attend to my inner terrains just as much as the outer terrains.
Showing up means choosing not to.
Showing up allows for the possibility to do nothing.
I think about how I can accept the multiple parts of myself. I think about how I can embrace my pain, my sorrow, my wholeness.
What if a student lies on the floor the entire semester – is that not valuable work?
How do we necogicate all of these systems?
What does it take to envision a world not yet here? How do we exercise that muscle?
This is a blog of processes. Through the sharing of media and writing I am following my impulses, teasing out and unpacking, translating, solidifying, and making concrete my investigations into something that can be shared.