I was paired with Sandra and we discussed her interest in framing connections between some of our assignments in the German context through writing and perhaps even a video installation of the work. I believe she was interested in the idea or action of problematizing exoticisms as a common theme for some of the solos, and thus creating a transnational alliance between us.
I was interested in deepening some of my work. A few months ago, my mother moved in with me and I found out that I am pregnant, thus, I have been strongly aware of my position between generations. Thus, the inter-generational nature of the study I did for assignment 4, "alternative translations" seems the most interesting to me to continue at this moment. For my study, each Post Natyam member interpreted some the words describing how to do the dance movement from a padam that I had learned from my first Bharata Natyam guru, Medha Yodh. Our interpretations were unusual, quirky, and at at times subversive. I had planned to thread my favorites of each of our interpretations together into a new version of the padam... thinking about how a new generation might re-interpret and re-purpose this dance that was passed on to me through Medha, from her guru, Balasaraswati.
Additionally I'm creating a new piece in collaboration with a Cambodian American visual artist,
Below is an image of a sculpture we'll be working with:
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I was interested in deepening some of my work. A few months ago, my mother moved in with me and I found out that I am pregnant, thus, I have been strongly aware of my position between generations. Thus, the inter-generational nature of the study I did for assignment 4, "alternative translations" seems the most interesting to me to continue at this moment. For my study, each Post Natyam member interpreted some the words describing how to do the dance movement from a padam that I had learned from my first Bharata Natyam guru, Medha Yodh. Our interpretations were unusual, quirky, and at at times subversive. I had planned to thread my favorites of each of our interpretations together into a new version of the padam... thinking about how a new generation might re-interpret and re-purpose this dance that was passed on to me through Medha, from her guru, Balasaraswati.
Additionally I'm creating a new piece in collaboration with a Cambodian American visual artist,
Sayon Syprasoeuth and a Cambodian American dancer, Jack Nguon. In relation to the "alternate translations." I'm thinking it would be interesting to see how Jack might interpret the text in his classical Cambodian dance influenced body. I also have been doing some inter-generational writings that I feel will help inform the piece, either with sound or images.
Themes exploring: pleasure and discomfort of waiting, transformation, life cycle of seed to flower blossoming/birthing, inter-generational (dis)connections
Below is an image of a sculpture we'll be working with:
Sculpture by Sayon Syprasoeuth (our costumes hopefully will be similar variations of this)
Texts to draw from:
Velavare (Padam I learned from Medha Yodh), the gist is about a maiden waiting for her lord. Perhaps the music itself would be interesting to use.
Two poems I've written recently:
love
letter at week 6
My first signs of you were my queasy
belly and your beating heart-
Fast, erratic, a pulsing white light, a
beacon of your existence.
My emotions ran wild.
Your heart in my belly, making it
flutter.
My gasping breath making you falter.
The realization that you were all heart
was so immense…
This tiny light leading you into the
world, before all thought, before all reason, guided only by your inner rhythm.
And as I cradled you in my womb,
Your love, so vast, encompassed
me.
Free-fall at 11 weeks
S/he is tumbling, free-falling except for the pulsing bungee
cord of flesh that connects her to me.
Neither of us holding on with our limbs, connected instead from our
insides out.
There is no light here to see, all is intuited from behind
thinly shut lids.
He does not feel
my singular pain, oblivious to the sacrifices of one,
but instead is tuned into
the rhythms of my breath, the pulsing of my blood,
and the pull of gravity within an ever changing
rotating sphere of existence.
A packed, but organized, freeway flows between us,
where
ancestors riding water buffalo intermix with sturdy caballeros,
and still
others traverse in dusty covered wagons.
None are surprised by each others existence, nor by the occasional
sighting
of never before seen modes of transportation passing at lightening speed.
Testing her strength and agility,
each movement is magnified
in tight quarters.
Falling, twisting, turning until he bounces
against the
soft womb walls in a soft reverberating, rebound.
Our bodies, united together,
share unfathomable mysteries,
that despite our interconnection,
will lead to unavoidable separation.
Feedback:
1. What ideas/images stand out to you, especially ones that might inspire movement or visual images/actions, from...
a. the sculpture
b the week 6 poem
c. the week 11 poem
2. Do you have any thoughts about ways to tie or layer the sculpture, poems and Padam together?
3. Any other thoughts?





