Listen to cole speak "million-mile body", a movement+meditation score created for benevolent instuction (click to hear cole speak "million-mile body" - transcript follows)imagine you are a million miles tall_ this would bring you far above your current horizon_ imagine now every movement that you make_ even if small_ is highly consequential to the earth you… Continue reading million-mile body
everyday writing looks like this sometimes _after each meal of time _the day on a plate _i sit and i write _upon paper _or keys _in heart _and in ear _ the voice still knocks deep _it knocks _ and i thank it _ for what it will bring. the other a night glowing back toward… Continue reading math time
there is nothing to say except all the things i do not. when it was over things lightened up greatly. brightened in a dark amber glow, knew more than we thought. wondered at it. wonder was an incredible vehicle for seeing. the cat sits behind on my left facing the other way, north. and… Continue reading epilogue_journal entry
the eight settled down with their heads on the ground- and sound roared up from their ankles. knees move into space it has bent it again. space bent light. space is not one thing. consistently. its constitution of liquid flow, quaseous clouds, empty vessel. what empty? no. full. we cannot fit in. too dense it… Continue reading beat
the third nine looks back to the side flipped all the fires. any card (any thing that exists/object/idea/person/thing) does not exist alone, if we consider the empty; it is not even alone in its -ness maybe. 9wands third in after 2 rotating again. let's consider- 9 in relation to 8 and to 0 empty again.… Continue reading *all these wands*
look at it in the imagination and explain it so your choreographic process can understand you. ok. she is standing strong at a door. frame of a door. there are many doors. it is a stage. the world. the red door faces sr she is facing a door among blue and turquoise doors. the doors… Continue reading Choreograph as a way to get the image out of you
up and away the sky booms. we crawl from the roof like old baboons. limpid* souls. low and steady. in front of a storm to set a few. i find her. the rain is warm and we run through. we close all the doors. open certain windows, the rain blows round, full blooms. for every… Continue reading LIMPID | definition in the _ dictionary › limpid6 days ago — limpid meaning: 1. clear and transparent: 2. clearly expressed and easily understood: 3. clear and transparent: . Learn more.
_____________ after each breath i see a glimmer is it? maybe water it is a glow about it a light the sparkles; a glimmer and a crease in the fold a glimmer shining soft and bold more than before like i got up quick and must sit but not dizzy from it a glimmer is… Continue reading process notes excerpt, during participation at the Mind and Life Europe Summer Research Institute 2021
i am grateful to conduct interview dialogues with people of different place, experience and belief on ideas of self/not; time; wondrous things; and unanswerable questions. in 2014 i began to collect audio interviews on my travels and where i live. since then they have been used as accompaniment in the classes and workshops i facilitate;… Continue reading HUMAN INTERVIEWS
catch me in that dream again i remember quite clearly: i wake in a small tall house with three levels curtains billow through sun beams and open panes there is a dog on each floor, sleep / waking i am there with love who is away just now and will be home again a sense… Continue reading the dream again
(excerpt 2014) notes on the Eliot / Bales_ Historical exogesic_ in-depth analysis of dance “events” including specific dances; notation and music scores; accounts of performances; teaching styles; cultural and political movements; physical movements; dance theory; film; technological advances; makers and processes._ “exegesis that allows us to change our perception and relationship to what is already… Continue reading the body and the work both as object of effect and as affective subject-
the ice falls from the roof_ it crashes_ wet snow_ no one moves_ the lawn does not grow_ nor does it die_ stagnant_ unchanged_ decades go by_ then there in the snow _ the underside melts and begins again the grass under my toes. crash ice and lay claim to the the sun and the… Continue reading where it’s @
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