Assignment instead of body practice: ‚Building the House’. We build a house, habitat, refuge with the material that we find in the studio, that we brought from our houses, that we thought of being useful in the beginning to equip the village with. Silent practice mostly. We are visible in the installation, not just as the ones who build it, but also as performer. At least, some of start singing around, make noises. In the end, maria immaculata, unplanned and unattended, someone gives birth to a cushion: symbolically the Village was born today. Open event, Karaoke tonight.
i am where i can join people and people join others, i have the possibility to enter each group and participate, where my thing becomes somehow„the thing“ , belongs to where i am. i am where everybody is connected, where there is no judgement on any situation, where i feel the void and the actionism, where i wish all of us to move together. and where I want to get money to do what we do here every year.
I am where we have discussions about political issues and where everything can happen, i am in a permanent friction between community and collective, i am busy with authorship, my world and tools of the others. I am where my tools are taken over by others, where i am afraid to share, where i need to share.
I am where the morning classes give me a second hand feeling.where I enjoy that second hand knowledge that we share.
Here is ease, here time gets lost, here is enthusiasm.
I trust every one of you, i feel tired afterwards, i dont know how to manage my energy. I have my home here.
I am where there is so many topics, where are the true philosophers, where we collect practises, talks and residence possibilities, where we have an archiv, whre we have producer-talks.
I am where something will then begin to be clear and where the bodies lie as much as words. Where there is the pressure of presentation and where we look for another way to mention what happened than a verbal one.
I am where we need someone to do the documentation of the whole thing, where there is little hints of depression, where i am getting used to work with people, where nothing is exclusive, where childlikeness is celebrated with an adult mind and where we ask ourselves, when it all begun.
I am where we are so tensed, that we need to relax to be able to move.
I am where the dance community wants to contribute to the society and where is no hierarchy but it is still going somewhere. Where we focus on something, where i would not aim for personally and where we share, what we want and what we need.
I am where there are expectations that are not supposed to be there and where are preparations that are not supposed to be preparations. I am where there is niceness and professionalism, where i wonder about the ethics of the individual, of small groups and groups, our group. I am where i have to let go but not give up, where we build a house, where i need to be there 30 hours in order to feel that i am there, where we are having family over and where expectations make me be able to relax only in the evening hours, when i am still there.
I am where i have the wish to work on something and where i have problems to speak in front of the group, where i ask myself: what am i doing here. i am where i dont know what is going to happen but where there is something that was not here before.
I am where it is not clear, if we are living or working together, and where our living room is full of history and something continues rather than is maked up.
where is on?
let´s move on, but where is on?
an elephant in the room.
During our long and intense group discussion Ami and Frank moved on the construction I had made the evening before. When making it, in this nice and lonely spare time, I was thinking of the elephant in the room Ami mentioned, referring to the festival Tanznacht. What´s the process? What´s the product? How do they inform each other? or can we find an other way around it, is it necessarily a dialectic? is it a necessary dialectic?
10 h Liqud Dance. Group work, discussion on a couch: how intervening? The one who intervenes doesn’t have the power, it’s the ones who witness the intervention and their reaction on it. Intro into the web page. What do we publish on the calendar? Everything we do? Things we announce on our village board? Just public events? Then again, what is public in our joint residency? Fear to name the stuff some of us are doing? Announcing ‚Authentic Movement’, is this scary when it comes to public evaluation? What about those activities that are not on the board, the meetings aside, talks, conversations that all are contributing to the making?
picking up some momentum, opening up, discussions and support, interest and enthusiasm abound. what is a group? is it utopic to think we can create something together? are we already creating something together by nature of the fact that we inhabit a space for a time? is that too easy? we agreed that there would be no judging in the first week. does this apply to our own ideas? today’s topics (as reported by a totally subjective scout) were ownership and authorship and the colonialization of our bodies, possibilities of creating a group work without the inherent hierarchies (those automatically evoked by every proposal for a group by an individual). joining or watching and wishing to join. here we can join; active curiosity will be rewarded. what the hell is authentic movement, anyway? are we here to indulge our habits, to insist on our way, or are we here to abandon ourselves and see what comes out of it? or is it something between? what else? what else? a showing by someone. lots of ocean, dreams, and politics. lunch rocked again! there was more. tai chi. some modern dance (hey, why not? contemporary is knowing what laid the groundwork). in a storefront window in gesundbrunnen center i read, “modern yet authentic.” (anybody know what that means?). stick with the program. yeah. a lot of talented people. intimidating sometimes, but it’s a good intimidation. there was more. i never knew you felt that way.
We start at 10h in the morning. Some of us begin with Tai Chi. A joint body practice. Kitchen is not finished yet, do we have to improvise, main question of the chefs. Lunch nevertheless perfect! Organizing ourselves. WWWH. Pushing furniture to another space, we slowly take hold of the space. Functions of space vs. empty space. Empty space so far dedicated for try-outs like authentic movement or choir or installations. The elephant in the room: a huge ladder in the middle of studio 14. We move around it, after a while the ladder is treated as being part of space. We set up a board that serves as our communication interface. No to schedule, yes to proposals. Whoever takes responsibility for a proposal is asked to bring it full on and take care of its organization. After lunch meeting. Is there a division of pragmatists and proposalists: Pragmatists want to stand up and do, proposalists are the ones who want to ask first?
Berlin sky: Grey with a chance for rain. The villagers-to-be are gathering outside the Uferstudios. The village. Three empty studios on the compound. So far. We break the seal, Christian opens the tabernacle, a huge blue container. Couches, tables, lamps, chairs, shelves. Furniture we bring in, our first collaboration, passing on in a chain as they do in Hollywood movies when neighbours pass on buckets to extinguish a house on fire in the neighbourhood. Bringing in the furniture to start furnishing the village. But where to? We leave the couches, chairs, tables as there were coincidentally placed on the floor and sit down. Have a break. Have a conversation about practicalities. Keys, water, heating, kitchen, menu, allergies, and then of course the big WWWH: what where when how. ‚Why’ is not a question as we have already accepted the invitation to come and work together. At 5, the first session of the The Village Choir-to-become takes place in Studio 14. Singadingdong.
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