The clock is ticking....
I'd love to say that the details are falling into place, but they are managing to hang tantalizingly up in mid-air. Only certain details, that is, not the most important ones, those upon which we've been building and streamlining our creation.
I've thrown myself a challenge to let go of my usual orientation tools in this performance. I'm not going to hang onto my familiar landmarks and directional aids, instead turning front into back and side, diagonal and every shade in between. I hope I don't get lost, but that would just be part of the journey, I guess.
An Exploration of the Juncture of Dance, Music, and Poetry to be Unveiled on January 26th and 30th, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Creativity and Tight Spots
Last night my wife dreamed about leaving one room and entering another. In between the rooms was an extremely narrow passage. She would have to squeeze through, holding her breath and contorting her body in order to fit. Once she was in the new room, she could inhale again and relax, enjoy the comforts of having enough space and the novelty of being in a fresh environment.
But the passage was tight.
Maybe there is a way to create something worthwhile and emerge renewed without going through such tight spots...but I've never experienced it.
But the passage was tight.
Maybe there is a way to create something worthwhile and emerge renewed without going through such tight spots...but I've never experienced it.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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