
I find writing a blog hard for 2 reasons:
1. the fear that someone will read what I write and think it dumb
2. that nobody will bother to read my blog
I am entering a new phase in life.. developing new practice and areas of interest. I have spent the past year or so concentrating on getting my body fit, learning some perfromative practices and beginning to meet some like-minded souls with whom to practice and hopefully perform > i have also dipped my toes in the waters of performance itself. I am also trying to develop my studio as an experimental performance space and trying to figure out how to make a living from all these things..
As these have all been rather unfamiliar things I threw myself in headless. I come from a very cerebral and linear medium..documentary filmmaking (I also learned to edit during the linear editing phase of video) and so it was necessary to shake away this mind. But now my body is becoming a more malleable and friendly "tool" My mind is yearning again for attention.
I have used a diary since 1993. I have huge numbers of them and I love them as physical objects and also use them as reference to previous events etc. This attachment to them as physical objects makes it hard for me to love the blog- as its dependence on electricity makes it feel so intangible to me... and yet.. perhaps though my books may rot though may these thoughts live forever...who cares.. does it matter more or less if what I produce exists in 2 dimensions or 3? Blahblahblah.. I will bounce between the two for a while and see what happens...
If anyone is reading this I beg you see this as a warm-up before the Ballet.. I'm putting into motion the parts of the mind I may be using in the main event, also discarding unhealthy habits that may have clung to me through the day... beginning to place myselg in a place of meditation from whence I may begin...
WHAT?!?!
...So I LOVE PURPLE PROSE.........Were you honestly expecting minimalism! CHEEEESH!
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