We had our first proper meeting for a performance named by Dasniya, xyz meduse à trois this evening, the three of us (Hartmut also) eating Tim Tams and talking through what’s possible and various logistics for the piece that’s being produced by and performed at Gassensensationen Internationales Straßentheaterfestival Heppenheim in early July. Along with the travelling for that, Dasniya and I also sod off to Majorca next week for the beginnings of a piece with Le collectif de la Dernière Tangente from Geneva. And other most excellent things about which I shall remain schtum for the moment.
Dasniya in Australia! Swimming in the ocean and, well, I can only imagine what else, or at least what I’d be doing in Sydney, in the warm, early-autumn evenings (flying cockroaches and giant slugs). Xplore is coming to an end, … Continue reading
Three days in Tilburg, and one night of obligatory post-show Australian Dance Theatre getting-kicked-out-’cos-it’s-closing-time. Twice. Which is how I like to remember my time in Adelaide. In Tilburg, Daniel and I found today a passable café. It was still of … Continue reading
There were three — no, four cameras around me on Sunday. One video camera which I forgot to push ‘record’ on, my own beloved LX3 (and having seen the LX7 seriously thinking of upgrading because I can’t yet afford a GX1), a Canon EOS 600D (I think), and the quite sublime Panasonic G5 with the power zoom lens, which I ended up using the most, and shot the video on. There was 15 minutes or so of video on my camera, but I didn’t want to deal with either rendering it to fit in with the G5 video, or doing any colour grading to get it to match, so from a bit over an hour of footage of a 3 hour 15 minute performance installation, I spent two days reducing it to 20 minutes.
I almost want to write separately about the camera, but shall avoid as I have enough to write and do already, though … It does suffer from the usual low-light problems, which could be somewhat ameliorated with a faster lens, though for video this wasn’t an issue. Slightly more irritating is that in quiet spaces, the stereo microphones pick up even light breathing if you’re using the viewfinder — and the lack of an external mic jack, especially as there is a TASCAM to play with is peinlich.
So, twenty minutes of rope anarchy, unshibari, proto-baroque, H.P. Lawrence recitaling, sleeping bags, and other things of the jute disintegration, attempt 2 kind.
Already some days in the past, despite my intent to write on both days of the weekend; in the meantime I’ve cut the video — 22 minutes or so, which will appear here very soon. This then is slightly a … Continue reading
As I am certainly tardy in either finishing writing about jute disintegration, or getting the video posted, instead here are some photos. The video does embody it more than the photos somehow, nonetheless, there’s something of it in them. (And … Continue reading
Spent the day cutting video of jute disintegration, shot on Dasniya’s sublime new Panasonic G5. A few more hours & credits & then finished.
I’ve added a new category for jute disintegration — given the adventures of the weekend and other stuff, it seemed like a good idea.
Weekend & jute disintegration finished, shall blog on that soon. This morning was joyous sunny minus-something cyclocross ride in forest.
On the first weekend of December (that’s this one coming), Dasniya and I are making a second attempt of Jute Disintegration, this time it seems with more people. It’s the same as before, but not. We’ve yet to watch the … Continue reading