space, time, body and matters

i am moving 

i am moving towards that spot               or many spots

that i could never tell you

but if you 

just if.

 

the air that touches the skin...

 

and suddenly there is no more air.

 

how can i make myself feel the air that does not exist

 

how can i inscribe with my body

 

how can i become space

or become time?

 

to make one's body disappear and appear as space and as time

 

dance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

what can my body say about itself?

about myself?

how does it say?

 

what is embodiment?

is it the inward movement of the world to me?

what would be the outward movement of myself to the world?

what is that called?

 

behaviour

action

reaction

expression

dance

 

 

does it matter?

 

what matters?

art.

Performance-art.

this is not dance,

it is not theatre,

it is not visual art,

and neither music.

It is performance.

and I love it!

It is a pience done by a artist that is related to movement during a choreograhic residency. I was caught by the way the artist proceeded with a concept and brought it to life through a site-specific itinerant performance. And specially how a very simple movement combining bodies and spaces transforms the viewers relationship with the landscapes, the male bodies and the movement they are doing. 

Metaphor

"The essence of the metaphorical process is that it enables us to understand one thing better by likening it to something it is not"
(Gary Madison in his Hermeneutics of post modernity 75)

Is this not but a great food for the artistic thinking !?!
What does it mean for the artist to work with and through metaphors ... ?

how to say what we want to say and though the almost metaphorical movement that comes out of our bodies?

 

Time & Movement

As a train that goes on... And on... Forward.

Time is just like that.

Time is like many other things
Things that go on and on

Forward.

But there is aways a trace that is left back. Just as the train tracks.

Movement (in dance) is like this as well. But what is left back is only on the mind and memory of the one who saw it.
Some other type of materiality... One that only exists in the other.

Time and movement.
Similar stuff.
Things that we perceive through things other than our selves. This means that time and movement are registered in the other and felt in our selves

Random thoughts ..

What are memories made of?

Memory is in the body. Inside.

One can forget or one can build a fortress.

Take of the binds and let memory be personal.
What is outside (out there) is unknown.

Memory is fragile. It can become ashes and be blown away. Or nurture the living creature.

Memory is magic, an hologram.
Memory is almost future.
Memory is the past in the present.
Memory is devising.
Memory is now. It comes and goes.
Memory is recording(s).
Memory transforms experience in flesh.
Memory becomes dreams.
Memory can breath.
Memory is the infinite in one blink.
Memory walks by itself.
Memory penetrates.
Memory tricks.
Memory lies.
Memory is truth.
Memory is (a)live.
Memory never dies, but it can be forgotten.
Memory vanishes.
Memory is peace.
Memory is hell.
Memory is sin.
Memory is power.

Memory is so many things and at the same time is absolutely nothing at all. Memory has no material existence.