Charlotte - Day Two

A lot of talk about structure. With such a short work, I feel as if we need to work from a sense of time structure backwards. This feels slightly alien, like a game of filling in the time frames with material. A game of filling in the gaps. Graphs drawn and redrawn, mapping the kind of feel the show might have and the kind of shape it might take. Linear? Cyclical?
Stop start.
He is still. He dances. He stops.
Doesn't feel like much of a structure, but that's what we settle for. Seems pretty obvious.
A beginning, middle and end.
An arc with an apex.
A crescendo.

A series of dance sketches based around a series of time signatures
1 (silence)
12 (military)
123 (old fashioned waltz)
1234 (tango)
12345 (eastern Europe)
123456 (fuck knows)
1234567(folk dance)
12345678 (contemporary dance)

Memories of past shows, past choreographies. What do we associate with a 5 count piece? What does a 7 count feel like? Create a series of movement sketches and place them in the room, then travel them in space etc.

Great to have two musicians in the room. Bouncing the counts between them PK on 234, Matt on 1 and 5. Technical exercises. Shifting octaves, shifting chords, dischord and harmony. Both violins are connected to loop stations, so its like having a mini orchestra in here.



The musicans musically follow Janusz's body shifts. He ends up conducting them somehow. The more he pushes them the more they take the music into their bodies. The first time I saw Matt play, I was as really taken by the way his body uniquely shifts as the music swells. He naturally sways and swoops in a kind of off the beat way as he plays. He loses himself in the music. We set up a task where Patrycja tries to follow him choreographically, but his idiosynchratic movement is completely alien to hers. The way she takes her own playing into her body is totally at odds to his.

After lunch there is a heart stopping moment where PK creates her own choral cacophony with just her voice and the loop station. It is truly beautiful. We build up a comfort solo.



Shhhh
Quieten the mind
Janusz go to sleep
Stop moving
Stop moving
Stop fighting the need to rest
Go to the floor
Go to the floor
Surrender