Working in Reykjavik
Variety of emotions picked from the text I wrote. Dealing with one at the time. Imagining, letting the emotion land on my body, define the position, it’s existence in my system. Sensing, waiting it to become clear. Surprising me with it’s exactness, specificity. Responding with movement, letting the body follow the sensation, it’s form, weight, direction. Creating dynamics to play with. To play! Diving into this task creates concentration that easily gets very private, severe. Letting the emotion go and transform into more abstract physicality and movement gives more air in to the work, into the mind. Work becomes lighter, amusing. Presence of the other becomes possible, important. It is relevant to get connected, to be part of a relationship. A relation existing, supposed, imagined.