“…coastline length turns out to be an elusive notion that slips between the fingers of those who want to grasp it.”
Benoît B. Mandelbrot, The Fractal Geometry of Nature
“It is advisable to look from the tide pool to the stars and then back to the tide pool again.”
John Steinbeck, The Log from the Sea of Cortez
A zone that shifts and slides, cumulates and disperses. Things break apart, and come back together in new configurations. Ebbing and flowing, ebbing and flowing. Dynamics: temperatures, salinities, levels of exposure, levels of immersion. All patterns are provisional, change the only constant. And yet there is repetition: waves breaking over and over again.
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When was the first time you saw Daniel Linehan and Salka Ardal Rosengren?
At the end of the performance, a split second before the lights went out.
You did not see them before then?
What were they doing when you saw them?
Linehan had just grabbed Rosengren by the arm and turned her to face him.
He had just done that, or he was in the process of doing it?
He — he was in the process of doing it, I think.
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‘Moving House Day Is Near…’ by Pedro Vezini (Creative Commons Licence)
So here’s the scenario. You’re moving through a deep, dense forest, thrashing your way through the undergrowth, leaves and branches pressing in on all sides. You hear noises all around you, ferns rustling, twigs snapping; you turn to look, but in the dim light you see only green. After what seems like a lifetime of pushing, limbs exhausted and scratched, the trees suddenly thin out, a pool of blue appears overhead, your eyes are dazzled by a flood of white. You step into a clearing.
“You had leaned over the still pool of some Greek woodland and seen in the water’s silent silver the marvel of your own face. And it had all been what art should be–unconscious, ideal, and remote.”
Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray, quoted in the programme notes for Cie. Daniel Abreu’s Equilibrio
Recently I was very privileged to attend the inaugural Aerowaves Spring Forward dance platform, ‘Plesna Vesna’, in Ljubljana. As well as watching a marathon 20 performances in two-and-a-half days, I was fortunate to be able to talk with many wise and experienced dance producers, presenters and makers, and to listen and learn from them.