dance #287, flickering

Saturday October 3, 2009

Flickering

8:10 p.m. A five minute warm-up and 2 minute dance in the study. Candles lit and flickering. Eyes closed I take in the sounds and shaking light. Sirens call out through the night. I can hear kitchen sounds from downstairs. Pots and pans crashing and clanking. The dance moves into this field of sensation. Composing a score in multiple registers of sound and light and movement. Alice is hunting mice at my sister’s house for a week or so. I miss her already. The sky was grey and the rains came down hard in the early evening. Now the moon is high and bright. Sparse clouds move through clean skies.

~ by nmyers on October 3, 2009.