16 posts tagged surprise
“So here is my thought - you introduced me to Werther, and throughout that discovery I wanted nothing more than to share that journey with you. But you had already traveled the road, and I was far behind. Add to that your comment that you knew little of opera. So my idea is that we explore the opera Werther together! I know nothing of it. It may be wonderful or it may be terrible - I have no idea. But if we explore it together, the journey will be great fun, regardless of where we end up. Now we need to plot our course for the exploration.”
Part 3: “A LETTER IN WHICH A DANCE IS MADE IN CORRESPONDENCE”
It was while still seated in my studio that I began to think of a dance that I would send to you. I can’t remember what it was that you had said to have promoted such a response from me but I have a feeling that it has something to do with the distance between those who are corresponding, between the two who are writing and sending messages. Messages that, as you have noted, are at times more alike and more apart, that are at times more sincere and less authentic. I started writing you a dance like this before putting it aside.
The next morning, while reading your message, I again began to think of a dance. We were more alike in this one. In fact, as I imagined it, we mirrored each other. Each watching the other for cues of how and when to move, to breath, to step. It was impossible. I tried again later that afternoon to get the movements down, to decide where to step on my own, while imaging how you might have followed, or led. In your message you had made it sound as though the distance between two dancers was nothing more than the space between letters. I thought of this and made a hopeful dance before putting it aside.
This morning, while seated at the breakfast table, working through my notes for the day and again thinking of a dance to send to you, I had this thought and made this dance:
This distance, the one I am so eager to trace, is littered with buildings and as I work to fold myself around them I think, “You would have done the same.”
“Blue is sad, blue is memory and nostalgia, but blue is also affrontery and impudence. And this is what I love about the colour. The most expensive of colors. Blue is prize. No public one. Intimate prize. Blue says: outrageously and absurdly: I am yours or you are mine! And no other colour can judge us. No simple colour can judge jewel. There’s an impromptu by Schubert which talks of this. And Charlie Parker became Bird because he knew about blue.”
“Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, /Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass. /And the eyes of those two Indian ponies /Darken with kindness. /They have come gladly out of the willows /To welcome my friend and me. /We step over the barbed wire into the pasture /Where they have been grazing all day, alone. /They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness /That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other. /There is no loneliness like theirs. /At home once more, they begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness. /I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms, /For she has walked over to me /And nuzzled my left hand. /She is black and white, /Her mane falls wild on her forehead, /And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear /That is delicate as the skin over a girl’s wrist. /Suddenly I realize /That if I stepped out of my body I would break /Into blossom.”
“From childhood’s hour I have not been /As others were - I have not seen /As others saw - I could not bring /My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken /My sorrow; I could not awaken /My heart to joy at the same tone; /And all I lov’d, I lov’d alone.”
him:: Is there an online version? Better yet you need to make your own. I've been humming the whole time.
her:: humming!? fantastic! and oooh! yes, I do need to make my own version. I love it. Perhaps we'll come up with some of the "physical challenges" in the lab! Somehow when we talk like this I end up with all sorts of new ideas. I hope the humming is enough of a return for you. ha.
him:: Haha o far more, humming and new ideas are one in the same for me.
her:: i'm like a giddy school girl here, curling my toes! yay! hahaha. you should record your humming... maybe we will use it in the lab. create a special mic just to capture "silent" humming
him:: Haha, a contact Mic and a band aid? I could see that working
her:: yes. yes yes yes. i'd love to fashion it as an almost marketable personal object... a special case, set of band-aids, instruction manual.
him:: That would be just an interesting set of instructions, apply the band aid at the point of the wound, plug in to your recorder so to here your healing.
her:: beautiful—we will make this.