The lover : the eagerness of wanting to explain yourself all at once to someone you just met.
Cleansing process:
Visualize smoke
all over the room. Proceed to clean
and shape the
smoke and space
the way you wish
for it to exist.
Zoom in & out:
Share a story
and allow details
to unfold
as you focus
your attention
to a smaller
or larger
picture.
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Once those 10 mins of activity are up, begin the cycle again only this time move for 4 minutes,
and then write for 4.
Proceed this process with 3 minutes, 2 minutes, 1 minute, 30 seconds.
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Counting backwards:
Move for 5 minutes
then proceed to write down anything and everything that comes to mind for 5 minutes.
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In order to learn how to cummincate more clearly and articulate instructions in a "making process", I came across a series of lectures that focus on communicating with Artificial Intelligence.Here I heard the difference between “ I saw a stranger with my bicycle” vs “I saw a stranger with my binoculars”. One implies that we see a stranger holding our bike, maybe riding it. The other has two possible outcomes. We can either visualize a stranger holding binoculars, or we can visualize us looking at a stranger through our binoculars. We all learn meaning. However, how we interpret and value meaning is different. we give value based on our gathered experiences. We give meaning value through how we experience the world. This led me through a series of questions regarding meaning making and communication. First I found myself challenging this idea with an AI dungeons game, and then natural
I found myself lip syncing as a result.
IF
A
Tree
Falls
And
No one
Is
Around
To Hear
IT
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Looking away from the ground, trusting that the floor is still there. Take me by surprise.
Learning how to fall again
About a week before the residency began I fell off my bike. Unfortunately I injured both wrist and had very little mobility in them. Holding a plank was completely out of the question, and therefor so was any floor work. This brought a great disruption to the urge to move, receiving the impact and having the fear of going horizontal. So I spent most of the month horizontal. If you know me, then you know I LOVE me some floor work. As I contemplated the metaphor of “if a tree fell in the middle of the forest…” originally for its philosophical question then as a metaphor for dance careers, I became interested in the sound of falling. The sound of weight hitting the ground, and I then proceeded to practice falling all over again. I am far from where I was before my wrist injury, still holding on to fear of further injuring my hands, but boy did it feel great to land, and practice falling once again.
GONE
WITH
THE
WIND
Through the residency I was seeking therapy with a family constellation decoder. Some major lesson that I learned through these sessions were:
1. We are creating energy fields, allowing our mind and bodies to channel and accept that they are already equipped to solve conflict, and that our positions and feelings can be heard and understood by others.
2. The constellation, of our place in our community, family, is real and we will work through it.
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3. Everyone in the group has the same right to belong and always does belong
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This practice, and this sort of help caused a curiosity in archiving energy within my own body, claiming a position, and finding my own permission
-Aisha R
-how i fell in love-
the way the tree gives up to the wind but
holds ever firm to the earth
is how i fell in love
my soul feeds you from eight minutes away
as you look to quench your thirst between
molecules
of earth
a home from creatures you
tower above
your growth is careful and thoughtful
expanding toward what you
need to become
the more that you are
is how i fell in love
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Make
Anything
&
Everything
until
it
becomes
something
Observations
vs
judgments
vs
opinion
vs
association
LOUD SILENCE
Photography by: Krystina Fernandez
We grow to be wary of silence, only being silent when we are told to do so. We see silence as passive, abnormal, inactive, weak. We live in a society where we attempt to fill in every moment with noise. In “loud silence” we attempt to photograph the moment in between movement, in between noise, and allow the inner to be witnessed.
Guided Walks, each step as a metronome
I DONT
CARE FOR LEGACIES,
I CARE FOR BETTER ANCESTORS.
In my past I have found a false sense of permission with drugs, alcohol, sex. In reality that was such a moment of bottled up emotions erupting and losing control in order to allow myself to feel.
I was upset at a city and at myself, and I only allowed myself to dig that hole deeper.
Through lip syncing I find actual permission. Permission to fully realize an emotion of anger when I wasn’t allowed to be angry, of heartbreak when I couldn’t express it because it was “pathetic”, or affection when I was too embarrassed to show it. Through lip syncing I find my body as a geographical map of memories, visiting these historical sites in my body that didn’t have permission. Through fantasy and role play I give my past self permission, I can be anything, I traverse between my own autobiography and my fantasies. I want to be in this midpoint more often, especially in performance.
I smear some lip stick on.
I play a song my mother use to sing.
I allow myself to be moved.
It feels like my heart falls forward then up; and the hands of the women who raised me press on my back and I find myself floating. I cure heartbreak this way, its a hug for my mother.
A kiss, a “I hear you”.
The potential of feeling reveals itself
through lip syncing, through fantasy.
Thank you for sharing this role with me.
