Tuesday, August 4, 2009

to sum up the final weekend...

sadly i write this entry not from holland, but from the air (though i won't post it 'til i'm back on the ground). for our final weekend on the project, troelstralaan 156 had no internet, leaving the full house of myself, allison, jasmine, and henning to live without email, blog, and connection to the outside world. i'm left with much to write and many photos to upload, post-residency.

FRIDAY henning and i had a really nice late-night chat when he arrived unexpectedly after midnight the night before. so i awoke somewhat too early and groggily this morning, and made a cup of tea before class. allison and i had a big day planned, like many of our other days that last week. we made a trip to the foto place, where we printed photographs that hope had taken, to display as an installation on her behalf; our headshots and an artist shot each; a few pages of photo collages, which we put together in a little thank-you booklet to present to our gracious project organizers, rolina & paul. we held a rehearsal for allison's piece, and we cried over the lack of internet (which had shut down that morning).

allison setting up the installation & doing some repairs on the house / me painting the walls over from the first showing... thanks to our couch surfers for the spraypaint!

DINNER ON A BOAT (almost) to reward ourselves for our week of hard work (and to satisfy a little tradition me and allison sort of have) we went out for a special dinner that night - our only meal out in the whole trip. we wanted dinner on a boat on one of the canals, but we remembered too late that it was friday night, and the boats were packed. we found a spot beside a boat: a table in the setting sun, right along the algae-covered canal with a brass band playing down the street. mmm and the food was delicious! the setting was perfect (save that we weren't necessarily on the boat).

jasmine arrived later that night, and we spent the evening drinking wine and singing songs – literally, kids songs. we saved the rest of the work for the following day, and stayed up way past bedtime, like we were teenagers again.


SATURDAY: CRUNCH TIME we woke for class at the usual time, followed immediately by rehearsal with allison. after lunch we rehearsed jasmine's piece, got some insight from allison, and put it on the camera. she had the video edited & credited before the day was through. (it'll be on the blog as soon as she sends me the final copy!) her rehearsal / filming lasted much of the day, and we got to my rehearsal around 9 that night. it was really quite okay, though. henning and jasmine were still awake and ready to work with me, and were very cooperative and helpful in the process of putting the last threads together! we dealt with costumes, discussed the technicalities for the projection. and they dealt beautifully with my stress and anxiety level that sort of started to creep up throughout the evening. we were in bed not long after midnight...

THEN THE BIG DAY ARRIVED!

SUNDAY was sunday ever a whirlwind of a day. i can hardly even think how to recount it to you! we spent the morning putting the final touches on everything. a crew came by with beer, wine, chips & nuts for the "drink" afterwards (for which we volunteered our house, being the most appropriate one for hosting). we joined the other presenting artists at the cultural centre a half hour before the talk, just to make sure everything was going to work with the projector.

the talk itself went well: it was pretty short. i gave an overview of our living situation in the house together, a little background info, and the setup of our showing-to-be. we then each covered the inspirations for our individual explorations. most of the other artists showed some of their previous work on the projector, but ours was, of course, live, so it seemed a bit redundant to show anything ahead of time.


the group arrived at our house ahead of schedule. we rushed henning up the stairs, where he perched himself partway out the window
with his guitar. as the crowds arrived across the lawn, he began to sing "our house", but a brilliantly rewritten version to suit the three of us dancers in the house. the three of us watched from the wide-open kitchen window, smiling out as person after person gathered on the backyard patio ... until we were faced with a crowd much larger than anticipated. jasmine went outside to greet them as planned. she led them in to the bike closet, where mattresses were laid across the floor, the projector poised to project the video onto the ceiling. allison, henning and i hid in the living room: me and allison warming up, henning re-tuning the guitar. there seemed to be voices and confusion beyond the door, though. it turned out half the crowd couldn't fit into the room! so the video showed twice, while we - okay, allison - humoured the first crowd until the second played through.

we pushed them to the sides of the hallway so jasmine and i could slip the projector up to the bedroom where my piece was to be. (yes, i understand how ghetto our equiptment trade-off is. we were just trying to maintain an authentic feel of how things really function in our house.) henning was a darling and played softly to the crowd from the stairway, to keep them all from getting too restless.

now, instant replay for a film is one thing. for a guitarist & dancer (when part of the show is the act of applying makeup) it's not so okay. so we squeezed everyone in. and oh boy! did they squeeze. they got nice 'n' cozy in a stifling hot room, while i shoved them away from the one small floor space needed: for the seated musician and small pathway where the door of the closet would open to reveal jasmine inside. unfortunately it was so tightly packed it was physically impossible for me to stick around. so there will be no real video of that piece to be uploaded. however, i have a genius plan to edit together the film that was projected simultaneously, with the dress rehearsal that was recorded. (depends on how creative i feel during my five-hour layover in boston)

the audience was cooperative and went with the flow of this new experience of living art! we piled 35 to 40 strangers and artists into a room about the size of my first new york apartment.



henning and jasmine during the dress rehearsal for my piece

it was easiest to manage the audience for allison's piece. at least that included using the front patio. her piece was a success and i had a really great time finally doing it in front an audience (of more than just jas and henning), and the audience received it very well.


allison in allison's piece

the showing on the whole was a really great success, i think. even though we were faced with the challenge of more people than we could fit, it was wonderful to have such a turnout! i guess allison and i did really well with our flyering ... ;) and i think it brought something very new and eye-opening for a lot of the artists, and for the locals who joined the crowd. it shook them up a bit, people who are not used to experiencing art that creates, breathes and grows as you watch it happen.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009



another productive day! since allison and i took our lazy day on monday, we've been set on making the rest count. so today, much like yesterday, we started class at 9am and stuck to a two-hour rehearsal before lunch. we have the material for the most part set, and are experimenting with timing and fine-tuning. detailed movement research. truly one of my favourite parts of being an interpreter: the one place my obsession with perfectionism isn't so embarrassing. we are beginning to find some really beautiful moments, in the relationship between us, and in the relationship between each of us and the camera (which is feeding live onto a television in the corner of the room, handheld during most of piece by allison). it is so much fun to play with material, and to have so much time to delve so deeply into the piece. we are playing a lot with the piece, and workshopping it in such a microscopic fashion that i've not experienced before. it's incredible to have this much time to get to know movement to the point where each second and split second matters, and each detailed eye flicker is a part of the piece - not necessarily set, but to be paid attention to.


we went to an artist's cinq-a-sept (happy hour, gathering, whatever you wish to call it) this afternoon, at the invitation of rolina (one of the two generous organizers of this project). we met mostly local dutch artists, who spoke little english. we met a rather chatty couple, lisa and pete, who live between here and new york: here when he needs to be, and in nyc when she needs to be. rolina also introduced us to the owner of the cafe (uit de kunst - a cafe with two parrots in the jungle patio out back), when we inquired about renting a canoe to take along the canal. he said he'd take us to den hoorn, so we have a canoe-renting date with this mysterious and adventure-enthusiast on friday! whether the canoe happens or not, we had a good evening of meeting interesting folks.


and the week passes on... we have two more days until the duo from groningen return, and then one day until the big day! i think it's time for less words and more pictures...

(note: the next couple pics, and the one at the beginning of the blog, are choreography by allison, and photos by hope)



following are a few snapshots from my piece, set on jasmine.

Monday, July 27, 2009

just some unpublished photos

some pictures in motion from liset, during rabbit filming:






below: us with the couch surfers & their works of art behind us

the day we didn't dance: a poem

we wake bright and early to the sound of a 'whacker
whacking the weeds on the lawn out backer.
our first mistake was postponing our class,
thus the rest of the day was spent on our ass.
armed with the flyers for the upcoming show
the canadian girls with their camera in tow -
a five hour walk through the village called delft
spent all our energy and now nothing's le(l)ft.


as we searched the streets for willen, not witten,
we spotted an ominous black crow a-sittin'.
so out comes the camera, ready to capture
the ominous black crow with naught but a snapture!


with delft under our nails and holland 'neath our toes,
allison rubbed & she scrubbed 'way what was gross (read with a febulous accent)
with the thought of "when in rome", the shameless tourists see:
yonder a crooken windmill, the perfect photo opportunitee!


along the train tracks, merryn did see
a house in which she could live happily.
standing all by it's lonesome, but so proud and so tall,
could be a bit noisy - wouldn't bother her at all.


canal adjascent with picturesque views galore
do we find the humble abode allison wished for.
with her neighbours the leaning clock tower and algae astroturf
she envisioned herself entertaining: "oh yes, it's absolutely perf (ect)!"


the dutch are so wonderfully big, blonde and tall,
and here merryn's worried she's much much too small.
but now we see merryn with a wee passenger aboard
snug as a bug in the only ride she could afford


allison's car is a little more spacious
a literal tourist trap ... "good gracious!"
to fully understand the lives of the dutch
we walked a mile in someone else's shoes, but 'twas a bit much!



all these things we did see on our journey today
a hidden locale, and merryn tries to fly away.
a naughty street sign gave us quite a hoot
and a floating gas station to refuel the love boot!





i swear that tomorrow we'll get some work done.
i think we just needed a day of posters & fun.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

so little time!!

the last weekend in our house ... ooh how time flies! hope left friday morning with her hubby martin, but not before capturing a few more moments of our work. she watched a rehearsal of allison's piece, which you can see below, and interviewed us each over breakfast. she asked questions about our work, our process, and our inspirations. it was a difficult task, i found, to try and articulate just the things i'm trying to figure out myself. i found myself sensoring my answers, and judging everything as an answer before it came out of my mouth. just the type of thing i'm exploring in my choreography... how funny.

yesterday we met with chris, our latest and final collaborator, who comes on board in the medium of video. he was a really interesting addition, bringing to the deck his opinions on contemporary dance, not being a great fan of it. he will be assisting us in our attempts at video work, and perhaps he'll help me get some work up on the site... (i swear i'm still working on it!)





Thursday, July 23, 2009

pictures galore! (and other dance stuff, too)

in conversation with allison this week i am learning about the vast difference between being a dancer and being a choreographer, and what aspects i should alter from one role to the other. i am approaching the work as i naturally would: physicalizing the movement and focusing on the steps and gestures over the concept. allison has suggested setting material on my dancer without demonstrating. by giving verbal direction and coaching, the piece has the opportunity to becomes a part of jasmine's body without her trying to mimic or copy me. it offers me fresh perspective on the material, and gives jasmine more freedom to make it her own.
oh, and i think i hear allison stirring upstairs. it's nearly class-time! we've been having a great exchange, teaching each other our favourite conditioning, strenghtening and stretching exercises.

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we visited an old favourite in class today: the graham technique. though neither of us had done a graham class for some years now (maybe since we were each in new york), the floorwork came back to our bodies as though it was just yesterday. isn't it incredible, how amazing our bodies are? that muscle memory is so strong and our bodies can recall movements they haven't practiced for years. granted, we must large tribute to our training, and that we did the same set of exercises daily for years. but just sitting there with the soles of my feet touching, memories of my former mentor & favourite teacher, denise vale, surfaced in my mind. her voice, corrections, and guidance came back to me as i excecuted the floorwork. and as we sat facing the large windows in our studio (the living room), candles lit in front of us to help warm the room - or so i like to believe - the storm raged outside, sheets of rain pounding the ground and bouncing off the orange awning over our front patio. it was beautiful!

and on to rehearsal. but first, a wee break; enough time for a cuppa earl grey & rooibos blend. delicious. i'll use the time to select some photographs for today's entry. but in case i don't find any, i have recently revisited my flickr site (inspired by the lovely hope) and have uploaded a bunch of photos taken over the past month! you can check them out at http://www.flickr.com/photos/11145046@N02/