dance #281, i see that i’ve never told you how i listen to music

Sunday September 27, 2009

I see that I’ve never told you how I listen to music…

“…I rest my hand lightly on the turntable and my hand vibrates, spreading waves through my whole body: that’s how I hear the electricity of the vibration, the ultimate substratum in the domain of reality, and the world trembles in my hands.” Clarice Lispector, Agua viva, p. 5

9:55 p.m. A 5 minute warm up and 2 minute dance in the study feeling through this shred of text. The story she tells is about moving with and being moved by. And it moves in tension with another story she tells about the capture of an instant, the pulling of instants out of time, and materializing them in crystalline form. The dance lunges wide. Arms and hands like vast drums encircling a pulsing sphere. Electrified and syncopated. Music filters through the study, muted in its movement through the house. Footsteps and wooden floors creaking. Alice sits perched on the chair, looking through me. Grey skies opened and closed again and again throughout the day, letting sun  warm this gorgeous Sunday.

~ by nmyers on September 27, 2009.