Author Archives: Paula Josa-Jones

a reminder: wild play workshop on 12/8

Re-scheduled!!!!!

 

December 8

2:30-5 pm

$20

The Dance Complex

536 Massachusetts Avenue

Cambridge, MA

WILD PLAY is a workshop for dancers and choreographers interested in deepening and expanding their dancemaking practice. This workshop includes theater and dance improvisation, Laban’s effort shape materials, and formal choreographic ideas, as well as Paula’s experience working with Bessie Schonberg, Robert Dunn and Eiko & Koma.

The workshop includes:

  • taking improvisation into form
  • building a score
  • expanding movement and spatial dynamics
  • finding and developing personal imagery
  • translating concept and image into movement
  • developing clear intention and motivation
  • creating an electric group dynamic
  • playing with sound and text
  • building movement and spatial dynamics
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    to register:  deannapellecchia@comcast.net

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    when the road ahead is not clear

    My friend Carol Burnes sent me this.  I think that when the road ahead is not clear, when we do not know how this current political/personal situation will turn out, when we are afraid, then to not tell our truth is a lie.  Thank you Carol.

    This is fan mail
    I love the political commentary
    I forwarded it to a few folks
    you gave it such an interesting context.
    You get to have a position and what
    was purely wonderful was
    how you, as a movement specialist
    see things that many would miss
    and you gave us that
    I do not feel it was a political rant
    just a genuine response to the times
    and what is going on –
    and that election and those two people
    are what is going on right now
    So, I would love to have your
    spontaneous, uncurbed responses
    to your two weeks in NH
    what you see and feel
    how people respond etc etc
    You are a political committed person
    and your responses are genuine.
    I would rather hear them than only
    about the foliage
    so to speak.
    to go to NH at this time for your purpose
    and make no mention
    would seeem like cutting your tongue out.
    lve, cb

    here I am

    Beautiful sunny drive up to New Hampshire today.  I am staying with the same wonderful family that let me camp in their guest house in 2008.  Got settled in and am gearing up for a full day tomorrow.

    There is something about completely shifting my rhythm, my focus and my geographic that is unsettling in a good way.  No cats, dogs, horses, wife, children.  Odd and lonely.  The daily rituals of home suspended.  A part of that I like – the way that I cannot find myself in familiarity.  The intensification of a single, obsessive focus for a short period of time. Figuring out how to stay balanced in that turmoil.  Listening inwardly while maintaining a sharply delineated outer focus.

    My friends Annie and Stan are on the road too.  Stan is in New Hampshire on weekends, and both of them will go to Ohio on November 1.  More tomorrow.  For tonight, dinner and “The Good Wife,”  followed by a good book.

    More tomorrow. . .

    finding the current

    May what I do flow from me like a river,

    no forcing and no holding back,

    the way it is with children

                                                           Rainer Marie Rilke

    I had a friend unsubscribe from my blog list today.  It was because of the political content.  She did not want to read it in the morning in her inbox.  I get that.  We are inundated, we are overwhelmed, we are disturbed, we are invaded by the news.  Aall of that is heightened exponentially during election season.  i am not exempt.

    The day of the second debate, I was so skittery and amped up I could hardly function.  Not a good thing.  So I have decided not to politicize in the blog anymore.  I am going on the road to work for the president.  I will be in New Hampshire for two weeks.  But what I will be reporting will not be political, or at least not partisan.

    The challenge I am giving myself is to sit with the turbulence, to find little moments of grace, to witness and write from the heart.  Come along.