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 one, there are two.
one becomes two. three becomes two. so, to one again i say: Two
memory: down between me the cello booms. too true for this time of in-between light.
before the sun rises
in the back of my ribs
i feel its boom
not soft
but gentle
fine curves
sound
indigo blue
thick fumes
wave from its mouth
the sun blazes
if only it were in view.
when i die
p[lant me w a treeling
and watch me grow
no casket
no flames
only soft brown soil
give me the ground when i go
to feel the falling snow
to feed it is it grows
to provide air of flow
i am a tree
bowing for every one.
for every one there are two
i dance with you
held close and then let go
in-between open and close
up sharp
around the edges
round, full
dance with me slow
until i go.
-nicole garlando
*limpid souls added two weeks after i wrote this poem during esri2021. today i came across the use of limpidity by andreas weber, also in reference to baboons, in the book “matter and desire”.
image: screenshot of garlando’s “leftrightcenter” video by coco loupe (crop by wp): nicole dressed in white tank and pants stands in the right of the frame on black marly, in front of a white wall and a wooden folding chair and its shadow. cole is facing audience members who are in shadow on the left of the frame. a blue streak of reflected light from a white lamp separates cole from the audience. play and pause controls for the video are seen at the bottom of the frame.
may the ancestors hold me. may i be without fear and without anger. may my boundaries be healthy and may they be clear. i am responsible for my journey.
i notice. i am tensing. let go. it’s okay to be freezing. it’s okay to have heat. it’s okay for the sun to beat down on my feet. time clocks my past and my breathing. i honor me. the underside of things. i am clarity. and i can be free.
from boundless love comes boundless energy.
from outside i am the same as this energy.
from inside of me i am energy.
as existence, there is always more of me.
image: photo by me of a screen in a screen. description: blue/silver lines form a small rectangle in the middle of a black screen that fills up the frame. the phone camera’s purple light point shines above the rectangle. taken during a night of dancing alone in a friend’s beautiful home.
Time In | FEBRUARY 25, 2017 | 6-9PM | Cultural Arts Center, Columbus OH | mfa thesis
TIME IN | FEBRUARY 25, 2017 | 6-9PM
the premiere of ‘Time In’ is three weeks away, I’m going over three years of this project’s process, excerpted here: rhrsl footage of justin and ella, audio interview with ali
Time In the concept:
an experiential playground of an audio/visual/dance installation that interacts and reflects those in the room back to themselves with photo, video, motion capture abstraction, sound, and moving humans of flesh and color. the hope is humanitarian. for recognition.
Time In the room:
1 choreographer | 11 dancers | 1 digital artist | 1 photographer | as many of you as possible
this project is created by the people in the room, come play with:
me, facilitation/choreography/concept
dancers Justin Fitch, Jovita Purqueras, Amy Kies-Budzynski, Mel Mark, Anna Vomacka, Megan Davis-Bushaway, Tamie Rietenbach, Ava Morgan, Cole Henry Jones, Kim Wilczak and Ella Hackworth
Vita Berezina-Blackburn, motion capture digital animation/mixed media artist
Kate Sweeney, photographer of color and light
strangers and friends
saturday, february 25, 2017 | open 6:00-9:00p | FREE for all people
being to being. eye to eye. hand to hand.
25FEB2017… Cultural Arts Center, Columbus OH… 6:00p-9:00P… audio/visual/movement installation… 1 choreographer | 11 dancers | 1 motion capture artist | 1 photographer | as many audience and participants as possible… #freeshow #freegame #freeplay #collaboration #play #playthegame #playersonly play as.. #playasidea #playasconversation #playasresearch #playasprotest #playasquestion #playascommunity #cometoplay #osudance #mfathesis #indedanceartist #facilitation #communityart #feverhead #publicart #publicinterviews #iwillaskyouquestionsandrecordwhatyousay #iwillaskyoutomoveandtotouch #youcansaynothankyou #itslikeagame #youcanchoosetowatch #howdoyouplay #comefindout #showup #februarytwentyfifth #anytimesixtoninepm #asseenincbus #asseenincolumbus
Walking home on Sunday I stop to talk to a man and his dog. We speak deeply, quickly. He brings up time and humanity which has me telling him about the interviews I’ve been collecting over the last few years. How the process is “unmooring me” as another friend has put it. He squares his eyes to mine. They change somehow and his being seems to reflect the space around him. He says “You’re lost. You don’t know where you are.”We talk for a short while. A bit about his family, the dog. He tells me about being in the Vietnam War, how our government was “killing the wrong people… innocent people there living on land… it was horrible”. We walk on a bit. He tells me about his recent stroke; his gait and connection to gravity echo his description of this altered state of being. I shift as I listen and stumble on the uneven sidewalk. He reaches out to steady me. His eyes reach out. After a while I need to go as the encounter begins to circle; another element comes in and begins to pile. For the time being, our time unaligns. I feel it, say good evening and walk on. As I do he raises “a penny for your thoughts?” the same moment I call “see you again”.
moves in my body.
it bleeds me. i drip languid over a night.
she lay, side by side.
she wakes laying cry.
Still there. He, a rough feminine.
flinging in thoughts.
running through a body.
it bleeds a heart. i drip languid over a night.
i lay, she.
wake rough, so ready.
grateful to have friends who can reach me when my body is not there #IFF
ARIADNE is a sacred music duo based in Brooklyn. They contacted me (as Feverhead) last month to come play a gig in our space while on tour for their new work Observance_003. We spoke, it was yayyy. i’ll find an opener: i invite some feverhead keyholders, some friends to perform with me (because i produce to create opportunities to move) and so tonight Feverhead will host:
premiere of new work by moxy martinez
(not in flesh but in sound).
this sound will be
shared for the first time
with an audience and the
movers who will be
improvising
in duet:s
josh ramsey hines : kelly hurlburt
mel mark : me
and
visual art by
davey highben
It has been
a start to the day, slow.
I feel quiet, bruised
and excited
about the collaboration tonight.
Thank you Christine, for contacting me and for bringing ARIADNE to Feverhead and the opportunity for our
incredible folks to perform and collaborate.
Looking forward to meeting you and Benjamin!
Sacred feminine is
wringing through me
wringing me through
from the ground, up.
I’d love to see as many of you as are able tonight!
I have a feeling it will be special and
Feverhead special has got to be real,
as the place is magic.
Wednesday, 2Nov
Doors at 7:30
Show at 8:00
$10 photo ARIADNE artwork courtesy of ARIADNE
ARIADNE is an a/v experimental sacred music duo based in
Brooklyn, New York comprised of Christine Lanx and Benjamin Forest.
With a focus on interspersing the ritualism of ancient spirituality and the secular iconography of the postmodern, ARIADNE flawlessly bridge the two worlds through their intricate musical compositions, striking digital visuals, and captivating live performances.
Observance_003: is an audio/visual performance that draws from themes of ecstatic visions, the eternal feminine and dream symbolism depicted in a digital landscape of infinite environments and harsh textures. The performance system developed by ARIADNE for Observance_003 explores the improvisatory interplay of music and visuals mediated by machine learning, physics simulation and motion analysis techniques.
mershon stage post-performance and talkback of ‘self: 6 iterations of a solo’ at the wexner center for the arts, october2016
now and last night. yes.
i read something i hadn’t read before. for some, this means their first time reading poetry for a crowd. what i mean is that i wrote it oct 8, 2015 (as the note was dated on my phone where it stayed) and then looked at it for the first time, more than a year later, over a microphone to a crowd recorded for a radio show. i didn’t know we were going to be recorded that night. I didn’t know what I might read. but trust. we’re at feverhead and it’s the other open mic and now cynthia’s here with her own radioshow so, of course, i will share. the now notebook i had on me didn’t have things to be spoken that night so i tried to get to my blog but my phone is hahahahahah then i remembered writing this note – in glancing at the first few words alongside my memory of them i felt it would remain good to share in this moment – so i pulled it up as i walked to the mic. it is like this. time is all together. when i say ‘i’, i mean ‘you’. it read:
photo by me
Cole 