I find it funny that a rubber ball covered in yellow felt has a death grip on me. I’ve watched so many videos on form, technique, and mechanics. I know the swing path, I know I need to loosen my grip, and I know that I need to hit through the ball. And many times, all of that knowledge fails me.
i feel a connection between "going beyond the original intent" and something i read about how Solange Knowles approached the process of working with performers for one of her pieces. she mentioned not sharing her version of the piece's premise w/ the performers until the day before the show, so that her narrative was merely an offering and that the performers could still honor the way they naturally moved in rehearsals. it's like intention can be a point of collaboration (with others, one's own curiosity, etc.) rather than a thing that controls what happens.
I love that Jeremy Radin poem.
i feel a connection between "going beyond the original intent" and something i read about how Solange Knowles approached the process of working with performers for one of her pieces. she mentioned not sharing her version of the piece's premise w/ the performers until the day before the show, so that her narrative was merely an offering and that the performers could still honor the way they naturally moved in rehearsals. it's like intention can be a point of collaboration (with others, one's own curiosity, etc.) rather than a thing that controls what happens.
cellophane is so magnificent. you need to watch all the lives! this one with strings is amazing: https://youtu.be/yRyrvdB_3lQ