MOVING ALONE, TOGETHER

Trinity Laban Voices in Motion over 60’s dancers, 2019


To all my fellow #dance & #performance pals I’ve seen so many of you shifting your practice and embracing the digital to connect with existing and new participants globally!

Generously turning your living spaces into home studios and helping people get out of their seats and their minds and really into their bodies! 🏃🏼‍♀️ I’d like to make something, not really in response to all this, but more just to feel connected with you all.

My screendance practice has been waning as my PhD writing amps up and as the possibility of physical collaboration is void, I’d like to make something together. I’m calling out for 10 second clips of you dancing/moving at home, that I can repurpose into one film. For the purpose of this I’d like your 10 second clip to consider the relationship between the body and the frame of the camera. How do you enter and exit the frame? What movement is captured? What happens off screen? Think of your proximity to the camera and the position and how this shifts over the take. Is the lens moving or still? Are you filming yourself or is it more of a duet between the camera and the body? Your clip should focus on movement – whatever that means to you in these times. Also, hit record a few seconds before you start and give yourself a few seconds at the end too before you cut it off. Please film in landscape for the purpose of the edit 🙂

If you’d like to take part let me know. I’ll collect all clips by Friday 10th April. Remember every body is a dancer.

For some screendance inspiration:

Vimeo Screendance Collective
Katrina McPherson
Straybird
Sigur Rós Valtari Mystery Films

Stay safe everyone. 💛 

There’ll be a day, hopefully not long from now.

There’ll be a day, hopefully not long from now
when families will be reunited with cuddles and kisses 
not pixels on screens 
or live streams 
but people, together
and our hands will heal.
 
Friends will sit side by side, laughing 
as we occupy our favourite spaces again
signs saying ‘temporarily closed’ 
and ‘hope to see you soon’ on the doors
will go, and then we’ll have to book in advanced
to get that coveted window seat, like before.

There’ll be a day, hopefully not long from now
where we’ll relish the company of strangers
shake hands when we meet them
greet people on the street with hellos and smiles
and ‘how are you, it’s been a while?’ 

We’ll go outside and breathe in deeply,
not the stuff that flows in through our windows and doors
but the freshest air from the trees
we’ll notice birds and bees and flowers and we’ll see beauty
in things we’d started to forget to take notice of.

There’ll be a day, hopefully not long from now
when our neighbours will be out in their gardens
with friends round having barbecues
listening to tunes until late night clouds of reds and blues fill the sky

We will kiss with no delay and not think twice
about stealing a lick of chocolate chip ice cream
as we walk holding hands on a balmy day
We’ll head into town and hold doors open for others
and our lovers will move our hair away from our faces
as strands get stuck in our lipgloss
and we’ll all talk about things that don’t matter, together again.

There’ll be a day, hopefully not long from now.