The Blob Club mix
I am a blob. I am a cloud. I am a lump. What are they fictional characters I inhabit? How can I enter a fictional body that can dance in another way. I can move like tall person, I can move as dog, I can feel like tank of liquid. I can dance as a blob. A blob is a kind of entity that has no shape. It has no specific knowledge but at the same time it can absorb anything. An object that never strives towards a definite form. The blob allows me to reach an energetic and sensing state where anything can happen.
The dance takes over and I start to think of the dance as something outside of myself. This way of thinking allows me to be with the dance, toaccompany and witness it. It co-exists outside of myself and inside myself. I stand on the threshold.
I am tapping in while zoning out
I am trying to enter the in-between, The Void.
I want to relax in the void, careful and curious
I never really want to get it
I am witness, I am witness to my own movement
The object is a witness to my movements
The movement quietly observes me as I go
I quietly observe the movement as I go
Together we forget what we observed and just go.
We laugh, we stop, we look, we listen, it goes away, I go somewhere and it comes back when I go around the corner. We talk, we go again. I befriend the dance. Withholding is beautiful.
a friend in the sky
an observer in my pocket
I see you around the corner
crossing streets to get a glimpse
I am a half moon
A moving transition
Going forward and around
When we move we need to transition from event to another. The transitions consist of three stages; An ending, A neutral zone and A new beginning. These stages can be repeated and become a tool to create unexpected turns. When the transition has exhausted itself something new can arise.
When I do the periephery I can see it all. The objects in the room receives a character. The green water bottle is my friend. The pilates-ball is an old acquaintance.
I am over here and it is over there. Sometimes it’s over here and I am there, then I really want to go there but all of sudden it comes to me when I am here. I don’t even have to go somewhere. I can just be, here.
my dancing is a dancing cowboy
my dancing is tapioca pearl
I am dancing cowboy
my thinking is tapioca
my thinking is cowboy
I am dancing a tapioca pearl
I am thinking about tapioca
I am dancing with a cowboy
I am dancing with tapioca
tapioca is dancing with me
the cowboy does not want to dance