On voodling epitome(s) in space
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“O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself.”
Entering a staged synopsis out-lay, Sam Renseiw proceeded to records some of the moving gestures taking place in the midst of roaming, randomized soundscapes. View the condensed ritual, hastily montaged, by cliking here or on the links above. (patafilm # 723, 02'12'', 28.4MB, Quicktime/mov -other versions at Blip.tv)
Today's Bonus Lumiere Video features more delineated egg footage, royal nevertheless. (Lum # 225 "modern footage ", 01'00'', 14.2MB, Quictime/mov)
Entering a staged synopsis out-lay, Sam Renseiw proceeded to records some of the moving gestures taking place in the midst of roaming, randomized soundscapes. View the condensed ritual, hastily montaged, by cliking here or on the links above. (patafilm # 723, 02'12'', 28.4MB, Quicktime/mov -other versions at Blip.tv)
Today's Bonus Lumiere Video features more delineated egg footage, royal nevertheless. (Lum # 225 "modern footage ", 01'00'', 14.2MB, Quictime/mov)
Labels: choreography, egg, etude 1, excercise, royal ballet, SMD, tina højlund
posted by SAM RENSEIW at 12:24 PM
9 Comments:
I see a great exploration of the space combined with the composition of a ritual.
I wonder why is it that the faces are absent. This absence puts me in the presence of an anonymous performance.
Loved it.
thank you juan.
the absence of faces is quite conscious:
in times when everybody is busy on facebook sneaking in on each other(s) and celebrating the "see-me-please" ritual(s), & all the while all other (moving) visual images are about talkings heads in frames, it is time to pose a challenge:
to the celebration of the anonymous, the quotidian, the inconspiscuous, the small simple moves in space that we take for granted, but forgot to see.
and , on the other hand, is is also about some sort sense of privacy, as the participant did not ask to being exposed.
almost all the videos on patalab are from my daily whereabouts... a sort of continuous diary.
lum#225 is fine footage
zoe
I too was finally going to comment on the facelessness today - it's almost unbearably intense here because of the soundtrack and the situation, I think - but it's something that I expect at Patalab, and something I love because of how much it infuriates me. Is infuriate the right word? Probably not - the feeling is maybe somewhere between agitation and titillation. For all the reasons you give, the absence of faces is a little like I imagine old fashioned pornography was. In all these insanely intense landscapes, I realise I'm programmed to be desperate to glimpse the facial responses, even more so in situations like this - but at the same time, I'm desperate for you not to reveal them.
Same goes for the egg dance.
in many ways, the term " footage" is a key, in more than one sense, to the facelessness of the voodles.
in most situations i tend to view, read, body language, it seems.
in this case it is even more to the point, as all the persons present in the space have something to do with dance: the two are "presenting" , in a conceptual way, their synopsis for an upcomming choreography, at the end of 3 week course/exercise (led by sam's alter-ego, btw)
tune-in in 3 weeks to see the results.
I've been reading Ted Morgan's book "Reds: McCarthyism in Twentieth Century America". The book surveys the American response to the rise of the Soviet Union from the first moments to the McCarthy era. The book interests me, with its dual story of actual espionage risks not addressed and perceived espionage accusations erupting largely after the problems had been addressed.
One thing that interests me is the way that little burst of domestic realities burst through the spy v. spy/politico v. politico narrative. Here a domestic joy, there a domestic tragedy, still here a quibble over a bit of money, over there a chance discussion about this or that.
No matter how impressive the dance or how graceful the ballet, no matter how alive the players, there is the sound of breathing, of live being lived despite the arts grandeur of the moment(s).
I decided to be a participant in this dance and not merely a viewer. I recorded a bit of your diegetic soundtrack, sampled it into a synthesizer, and created a simple melody called "Diegetic Imaginings". If you'd like to hear and download it, just click here:
http://www.box.net/shared/kibzek9xaq
The entire sound sample is your film soundtrack.
thank you for "diegetic imaginings". a fine track.
It's a modest bit of fun, but it was fun to make.
The lumiere is very nice, also--eggxactly right.
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