Thursday, October 29, 2009

thoughts on light hits the glitz

So "Light hits the glitz" was my fringe piece. I am reworking it for Zornitsa's Current Show which will be free at Mascher space on Saturday, Nov. 14th. I am so excited. Annie is in the piece now, and I can't wait to see the whole thing re-imagined. In rehearsal on Monday I tried to figure out and explain to Kate, Ash, and Annie what the intent of the piece is. But explanations are always lacking and I circled around and around blabbering productively, but not coherently.

So I tried again in email and here is what I came up with:
  • images of icing, marhmallow fluff, layers of delicious but extra sugary stuff added. Image of marshmallow fluff or icing smeared onto a person's arms or legs picking up shiny beads or sequins or glitter off the floor.
  • images of kids named Esme and Sophie and Kaylin and Emma walking around disney world with their parents all bright eyed...They spend 5 days there going to each theme park...it rains each afternoon. They get soaked waiting in line for the rides and attractions. Their parents buy them yellow slickers and glittery princess water bottles and wheely backpacks.
  • some kind of idea of "What is a fair Give and Take in art/dance?" How much do I want to glitter and glitz? Do I want people to wait in rainy lines for my art? Do I want people to expect it to be layered with thick sweet icing. Do I want people to run to Sam's club to buy it? Is Disney World a land of IMAGINATION? What is the nature of Imagination? Why do we associate it with children or things that awe us? Shouldn't "make believe" or "pretend" be taken seriously (as adults) not necessarily as fantasy or Lord of the rings or some elaborate sex porno fantasy, but make believe...like the brain/sensory process that fuels what we do every single day. I know a woman who "made believe" that she did not have a tumor the size of a basketball growing inside of her. When we rehearse at fidget, we make believe that we are in mascher space to figure out spacing....
  • so I guess a piece that comments on the glitz and fluff and requires the audience to invest in actual imaginative tasks by Kate annie and Ashley and then use their own imaginations to deal with what they see. deal with...not understand, or be awed by...
  • oh...and I am getting closer to what I actually mean. I think it is stupid that imagination is always supposed to make us feel good. It is the sole thing that is responsible for making us feel good, outrageous, awkward, ridiculous. I guess my point is that imagination is not marketable...we can't make an infomercial about it...but let us try to anyway. shall we?
  • oh as for merce, and least common denominator, and such...I want to ask: can we be imaginative and not embellish? We don't have to tell a story with our eyes or expression or gestures or spinal undulations. we don't have to show whimsy or emotion in the face. I we just show really simply "annie ashley and kate thinking and imagining", that is enough.
  • as for the Hole karaoke. there is something still really valid about that 7th-grade-alone-in-my-room-self that was all about over emoting andwhat I want to consider being way corny. Hole is so glitzy but so cornily harsh and abrasive. It tries to be irreverent . I just feel like it is a nice layer. The kind of complex feeling of not wanting to make the audience feel turned off or awkward, but genuinely wanting to make eye contact and express and over-emote.
Ha. Annie said at rehearsal, "So could you put what you are trying to say in one sentence?" Well, this is my attempt. (NOT) ...one bullet pointed, long ass sentence.

Come see the show. The piece will take half as long as it took me to think of those bullet points. I promise.