Teaching and being taught

Whoa boy, I'm four days into New Aesthetics Performance Intensive in Vancouver, B.C. with Crystal Pite and Pol Heyvaert (affiliated with CAMPO in Gent, Belgium).   It's amazing and a bit wild.  I'm processing all notes and thoughts for a later blog entry.

In the meantime, I wanted to post something about workshops I'm offering in AUGUST!!! 

YES VERY SOON.

In my continued resistance to having an actual website or a URL that makes any kind of sense at all, I decided to add PAGES to my blog and prolong that website building task another _________ years.

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ LOOK, THEY'RE UP THERE ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
                                                                                                                                  
Which brings me back to my point about workshops.   That info is also up there ! ^ ^ ^ 

DANCE CHURCH ONE TIME ONLY

DANCE CHURCH
SUNDAY JULY 21
10 - 11:30AM
VELOCITY DANCE CENTER   

I'LL BE YOUR GUIDE.


NEVER STOP MOVING.

The end of "Dynamic"

It wasn't quite like I expected.  It wasn't a perfect calendar of nine months of daily practice with the respective photos, time log and sound notes I had planned. I didn't write numerous diary entries to my patrons as I had intended.  I didn't make it more important than everything else.  I repeatedly forgot my phone, camera, notebook, to book space, to bring food to do the proper entrance like a duck with food in my mouth.  Sometimes I made a conscious choice not to do it at all.  Sometimes I just completely forgot.   

At the Hedreen this continued as I symbolically finished out my practice as part of the Yellow Fish Epic Durational Performanc Festival (curated by the amazing Alice Gosti).  I showed up late, forgot the food, forgot to write down notes, broke all the rules of the practice by caring too much about what the audience thought and/or allowing myself to get fixated on a physical idea or what my body can and can't do. 

BUT THERE. 

I DID IT. 

FAILING FOR 180 DAYS. 

(MORE ACTUALLY)

Here is the photo from my first practice in Berlin at Martin and Todd's apartment in Kreuzberg.

 

And here is a photo from my last practice on Monday at the Hedreen Gallery in Seattle (photo by James Arzante).

The first part of my practice was fairly well captured here.  Then I got too overwhelmed with life and now I have a backlog of photos to post.  I don't know if I ever will.