photo - stu and val, St. Leonards Wharf, Dunedin, NZ, 2006.
stu and i have been dancing together alot since December 2005, contact improvisational jamming mostly, also performing together - improvisation, and living and traveling around together living the dance also.
i've met alot of people who say their contact dancing has been really influenced by dancing with stu, me also. so this is an attempt to write about what goes on, for me, in a dance with stu, What am i doing? What am i researching? What am I perceiving?
stuval reflections 1. – some pieces from a flow of reflection.
'I am playing vastly'
vastly
lots of the unknown to yet discover and embody and become
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I am playing with small unknowns,
I am playing with little flicks, little ways in & under this other body
this stu body
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feeling out the tightness and the softness – where there are little dips, like soft nests
I cave my toes into the valleys
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I am playing with angles, into him,
and the direction behind the arrowhead of the point that enters
him
her
present to gender
I am playing with throwing his arms with my legs – scooting along and across and into and out of the floor in different ways
opening the tissues around his folds
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(private?)
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I am playing with softening intentions & ambitions (ongoing)
and just letting things wash through me
not holding back.
instinct, desire, flow and impulse
recognize
I am playing with 'transformative dance', like with sarah.
I am playing with a memory.
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I am playing with 'bodywork', like with alys.
I am playing with a memory.
I am interested in one aspect of this stu body – his ribcage
ambitions arise, to change
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it dissipates
direct route – I am playing with where this leads.
a dance of humanity
it can be intense.
It feels interesting performatively
I play with ending
washing in and out until finally I am washed out
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I play with anatomical shifts – intricacies – how whole sections are affected
a pulse, a repetition, a shaking of sorts
the possibilities keep broadening as boundaries loosen
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I am thinking about choreography
I am ending
i remember my solo material
I remember maria
I get flustered
I am ended. It's a choice.
There are always issues
