dance #121, not quite becoming-animal with alice
Tuesday April 21, 2009
Not quite becoming-animal with Alice
10:45 p.m. A 5 minute dance in the study with Alice-the cat after reading the first few pages of “Becoming-animal” in A Thousand Plateus. She wants to play. I get down on all fours. She is pacing, tiger like, paws heavy. Circling. I circle with her, keeping pace. We come face to face. And then the play starts. Rub down, roll over. The ball and string comes out and Alice is jumping and lunging and clawing and gnawing. At one point she captures my hand and her teeth and claws puncture skin. We tumble and wrestle. She gets under the chair and lunges out from there as I taunt her with the ball and string. The dance ends when she decides. She gets up and walks out, down the hall. She’s back when I start to draw, perching herself directly on the sketchbook. Then when I write she’s under the desk, her tail perked up and whisking the air. She knows I’m writing about her. It was a cool, grey, blustery, rainy day with moments of sunshine.