I have started rehearsals for our old show, Into The Fog, and finally, back on this blog. We are rehearsing for the Hollywood Fringe.
Returning to this piece seems to be giving me space. Space to look at my past creative process, but also seeing how I have grown since the last time I was in the rehearsal room with this piece. At the end of my first year of school for directing, I feel a new sensation, a comfortability with that moment when there are no words that want to come out of your mouth… no ideas… just that space when you are taking in the air - I am re acquainting myself with this moment. It was once a moment of terror, to think, to have an idea, to move forward. I used to panic thinking, “I am the director, I must have the answer” but more and more I find that the answers exist in the space between myself, the performers, and the air exchanged between our breathing and our energy. The longer I sit in that moment at a loss for ideas or momentum, the undercurrent slowly begins to emerge. I realize there is no such things as answers, just energy, this undercurrent that is our shared experience. I just have to remind myself to honor it, and to trust myself to hear its flow.
Learning to sit in the fog again. Its beautiful.
I love this new music video for Julianna Barwick’s new single “Pacing” off of her new album Nepenthe, which was released yesterday. The video is by Federico Enrico Caruso.
‘Why do we sacrifice so much energy to our art? Not in order to teach others but to learn with them what our existence, our organism, our personal and unrepeatable experience have to give us; to learn to break down the barriers which surround us and to free ourselves from the breaks which hold us back, from the lies about ourselves which we manufacture daily for ourselves and for others; to destroy the limitations caused by our ignorance and lack of courage; in short, to fill the emptiness in us: to fulfill ourselves. […] We fight then to discover, to experience the truth about ourselves; to tear away the masks behind which we hide daily. We see theatre - especially in its palpable, carnal aspect - as a place of provocation, a challenge the actor sets himself and also, indirectly, other people. Theatre only has a meaning if it allows us to transcend our stereotyped vision, our conventional feelings and customs, our standards of judgment - not just for the sake of doing so, but so that we may experience what is real and, having already given up all daily escapes and pretenses, in a state of complete defenselessness unveil, give, discover ourselves.’
—Statement of Principles, Jerzy Grotowski (via theartmedley)
Sawdust and Diamonds by Joanna Newsom. When I first heard this I couldn’t stop listening.
—Solstice (Gameleste Version)
solstice (gameleste version) by björk