7 live performances to camera …
within a certain time frame, and within a specific frame of space, new movement emerges…
ways to love..
light grips my hands and I roll it around like clay…Like promises, like water perhaps…
my tendons, in a dance , in a message, hold the weight of balance and trust, but for who?
I push a stone, very slowly, to the edge of the surface and let it fall.
I hold an egg behind my back, and roll and slide to the edge of my fingers , tempting and teasing.
I pass a stick slowly down the length of my spine, and through this I see how far I can travel.
My hands pull and twist within a wire cage. Where to go next.
I take charcoal from the beach, and my fingers surround it like a clam shell, each movement creates a black dust shadow drawing on my hand …
haptic/hybrid/somatic/visceral/yielding/body/space/
exchange/encounter/acts of resistance/
