8am..midpoint brings invitations to listen, to attend, to show, to talk. All four ‘seams’ form part of a responsive map, however something else is tugging/pulling.
An urge to explore a new choreography for myself and my time here. A journey from delicate.
4pm..I start at the balcony, and then move to the winding stone stairs, a space I have used to move through, but not yet explore. Tumbling seems key, as if moved by wind, or air, and there I make a ‘shredded cloud’, and trail it up and down..casting and trawling, ‘like a fishing net’, someone says. The light continues to push and pull, a gesture that may relate to the order of remembering, ts fluidity, its abruptness, and its spaces translated into chance and choice.
(I think of types of wind and the surfaces they may disrupt).
8.30am..small performative acts are evolving as part of process here. Some have an almost archival feel, found, broken black. Today I chance upon threads..other slow walking, a citing of Agnes Martin writing about dust and light, an old film by Roni Horn.. some daily video postards, and ‘performance as process’. It is this that resonates strongly with me, and somehow newly frames my enquiry here so far. A line of chances and findings today.
And so all this stays with me as a continuing way of approaching and responding to this space. A breath in, a breath out. I think I will listen to this shift.
