On Tuesday, we dove and dug the section that appeared on Monday. Overnight (Monday to Tuesday) it became an obsession and we HAD to develop it. To see its potential, its surprises, its effects and its stories...
On Wednesday, we had time to dive again. I think this week, we are mainly focusing on one hybrid part. We're still approaching movement and improv under the scope of APOPTOSIS.
Some really great things came out of our improv today.
APOPTOSIS is a 5 step mechanisms and offers so many theatrical possibilities.
So does cancer.
If someone had told me I would consider cancer as being an endless source of inspiration... I would have laughed my ovarian out.
When you realize what you had in mind was not what was going to happen. When you try out something just to try and it all makes sense, you scream WOOHOO and YYYEEESSS and AGAIN? and you just want to dig and develop and dive into the idea... This why Tuesdays exist. To keep the magic going.
Today we dove in this new idea - APOPTOSIS. Programmed cell death. Isn't that incredible that when a cell is defective, it commits suicide, it saves the whole body by self-destroying... Well, a cancer cell is a cell that had lost this ability to commit suicide.
Does it try? This, we're not sure of and in the middle of rehearsal, we emailed Dr Eisinger to check our facts.
ISN'T IT MIND BLOWING?
Nevertheless, cancer cells don't die. Or don't die just yet. They are ironically too full of life. Those beasts.
Tomorrow for more.
* C U R I O S I T Y * E X P L O R A T I O N * G R A T I T U D E *
Week 1 - Session 3. Directions the piece takes on its own.
You make a plan for it to be changed, a structure for it to be destroyed, a piece for it to surprise you.
Well. This is what tonight, Friday night, is happening. Re-writting what I thought was going to be the words.
On Thursday, we were taken on to the animal world by the wonderful and endlessly inspiring Gabrielle Moleta. We became hunting dogs and ostrich.. or we started to feel what it could feel like to start becoming them. Their size, senses, tempo, weight, smells, groove, essence.
The truth of our responses.
Today we improvised on and on and on and on. And 40 minutes before the end of the day: a scratch on paper.
On Sunday, we are off to Newcastle… change of scenery.
It's all about the GREAT CHAIN OF BEING.
The tension between being a thinking person and an animal. A beast and a god.
Thomas joined us on Day 2 to chat body - mind - pain - mortality - immortality etc. As always, listening to him was extremely inspiring and would deserve a whole day!
Today, we danced and improvised cells making a mass / bodily needs / being human.
It feels like there would be so much more to explore. From DNA to strange cellular phenomenon whose names are impossible to remember.
A B S U R D H U M A N C O N D I T I O N
Today, we explored the word, texture, physicality of DYSFUNCTIONALITY. The condition of being dysfunctional.
We chatted DNA, consciousness, body, mind, genes.
We drew, we sculpted, we embodied and we embraced. Also, we were very hot.
D Y S F U N C T I O N A L I T Y
Dysfunctional group of people
As Annie Pender told me last September: health might be communication, unblocked pathways.
I guess... I am interested in those blocked pathways, these frictions, these impossible communication.
Tomorrow for more.
This is the end and yet the beginning of it all (background lyrical music)
3 weeks have passed by really quickly. They have been inspiring, surprising, challenging, questioning, testing, wondering, dancing and full of momentum.
The Wellcome Collection’s Reading Room overflows with treasures about science, health and illness. The division mind and body remains a real enigma and gynaecological cancers too. I realised a lot of people (men and women) were not able to place a WOMB or a CERIX on a drawing. There is a lot of work there to be done. So we’ll keep on diving, digging and trying to make sense or give body to what is scary, frightening but also ô so absurd: a disease.
What the hell it is, to have a body?
I leave you there with few of the quotes I found at the Wellcome Collection, but most of all, with Thomas Stern’s essay The Human and the Octopus >> HERE
Thank you to everyone who joined our discussions, our workshop, our work in progress showcases and who have been sharing references/books/thoughts with us!
Thank you to Hattie, Rosie, Joachim, Jennifer, Lewis, Ali, Danilo, Eva, Annie, Ruth, Karin and Guillaume; Adeola Olaitan, Thomas Stern, The Place, Arts Council England, Valerie Brown, the Wellcome Collection, TROIS C-L Luxembourg and Kinneksbond Mamer.
To the next phase!
Photo of events at the Wellcome Collection: Danilo Moroni
A workshop, a research, a attempt to set but keep alive, a discussion around gynaecological cancers and women's health, a session for photo/trailer, a sharing, a tech rehearsal.....
It was busy but productive, creative. So much energy is SO fullfilling.
Few of the words that came out during our sharing were:
........... More to follow.... Tonight TOUCH WOOD.
And that's what we did today.
We gently murdered some stuff and some new ones appeared. Ouf of nowhere.. or rather, out of the depths.
The day started with a BMC session with Karin Fisher-Potisk - we dove and dug...
The rest of the day was hectic, connected to our primal brains (if there is such a thing as a primal brain), we became our own beasts, not copies of beasts we thought were right beasts. We BECAME bestial.
If a cancer is an hyperactivity of a cell, an over-reaction, then today, without even trying: we reached that state of hyperactivity/hypercreativity/reproduction of life that is absurd, dangerous and scary.
Oh and we learnt a song.
First times are always fun.
Anything is possible, nothing is right or wrong.
Today anything was possible and nothing was right or wrong, things just were.
We experimented, we improvised, we lifted, we set, we tried, we failed, we tried again, and this, until the end of the day.
We became beasts, we were ugly, we became scientists, we had fun with strange tools, we became one creature, we were weird, we practiced Feldenkrais with Ruth Valensi, we were in peace.
The week has beautifully started.
Ici, c'est un petit coin de paradis pour les travailleurs acharnés, les créateurs qui cherchent sans cesse et qui ne s'épuisent jamais. Vivre dans le studio est le rêve. Encore mieux quand dehors il fait -12 : l'excuse parfaite pour ne pas sortir.
Et puis, la pièce vous suit, dort avec vous et s'étale physiquement sur plusieurs mètres carrés (corps, cahiers, images, inspirations, sons) .
TOYS prend forme, on trouve sa chair et ses contours.. JOUR-16 avant l'ouverture.
Aujourd'hui il s'agissait de comprendre nos personnages, de se raconter des histoires, de se rapprocher différemment... erm.
Follow the development, the research, the experiment, the discoveries and the activities around our projects!
Currently R&D for The Ephemeral life of an octopus.