Tuesday, March 04, 2008

On language, dance moves and basketball

click for video: Quicktime / .m4v for iPod / other versions for Pc at Blip.tv

"A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language, of language, and for language... If dance is the hidden language of the soul of the body then Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the soul. Thus, to perceive means to immobilize. We seize, in the act of perception, something which outruns perception itself."

Combining footage from a recent dance performance show and from a sunny interior, Sam Renseiw pursues his docu-voodle investigations. View an excerpt of pieces of quiet at SMD and shadows on the wall with diegetic soundtrack and Danish lyrics by clicking here or on the links above. (patafilm # 576, 03'17'', 17.6MB, Quicktime/mov - other versions at Blip.tv)

Today's Bonus Lumiere video features a lovely dancer's shadow (lum #93 "door, dancer, shadow", 01'00'', 5MB, Quicktime/mov)

Today's Patalab Metaphor Video re-play supplement features a blurred solo round-dance with a fall. (patafilm #124,01'52''[25.03.2006 post],4.6MB, mov/quicktime)

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Blogger gurdonark said...

I really like these dance images.
Dance is such an interesting form, and this voodle captures an immediate moment.

Oh, I sent you an e mail the other day, which I hope was received.

I've been thinking about observation v. documentation v. artistic expression v. image capture of what is at hand.
I do not have a unified theory to pronounce, but the process of these films gives rise to the issues as food for thought.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008 4:43:00 am  
Blogger Steven Ball said...

Now you see I far prefer the quotidian detail to the theatricality of the choreography. However in close juxtaposition like this the everyday does become infected by a certain theatricality, so in this case you don't get one without the other - but for me the paper clip on the angle poise is pure poetry.

Thursday, March 06, 2008 12:26:00 pm  
Blogger SAM RENSEIW said...

yes, indeed. agreed.

yet, the dance teatricality is also part of my quotidian, as i have to go and see what some of the students produce, so as to know what to do/expect next time i do a workshop with some of them.

the "diary" voodle thus toggles between performativity and theatricality, as both images/ footage are from the same day. (morning and evening).
in between was the rest of my day.
in the evening, this is what i could capture -blindly- and with utter discretion, as i was sitting in the audience (full house,front row though). thus the theatricality is what i did see, yet, my gaze is the performativity of my act of seeing.

I know. strange life, but this is my normality, some days.
the voodled output then might appear like a planed thing. that morning i had no idea what i might see.

the kitchen space( at work) and the shadows where marvelous that morning (i came early); the flower was there, the basketball was there...(ok i then lifted the basketball on the table- that is staged, as was the lumiere # 92)
the excerpt of the dance was brand new to my eyes. i knew that i would attend the viewing in the evening, but had no idea of the content.

i am glad to be able to "freeze" some of the things that i experience. sometimes it gets quite close to reality, and yet, as a video, it all might look staged.

the voodles thus constitute an ongoing diary. i guess that i am far to reserved to shift into the blogger wording, where i eventualy could make a diary entry. but then the voodle would just be seen as an illustration.

the seen has to have its own life, becoming something else. that is the chalenge... my lucid daydream(ing) of solid reality.

Thursday, March 06, 2008 8:31:00 pm  
Blogger Steven Ball said...

I take your point about the quotidian theatrical. The diaristic aspect is interesting.

It occured to me that you might be interested in Video Letters by Shuji Terayama & Shito Tanikawa made in the early eighties and I'm delighted that it's now on Ubuweb:
It's a video correspondence between a filmmaker and a poet which was ended by the death of of Terayama whose last days are played out in the correspondence. I've often thought of its form in some ways as a kind of forerunner to the videoblog, there's a similar kind of fusion of expression and observation in chronological episodes. Unfortunately the version at Ubuweb isn't subtitled, so non-Japanese speaking viewers must view it as a more abstracted piece.

Thursday, March 06, 2008 11:54:00 pm  

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