Sunday, December 27, 2009

the reddi check internet battle saga minutes.

because this should be preserved:
provocation:



inspiration:


response:

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

snodance with me

reworked footage of the union square dansperiments


union square, death, silver and gold, snow storm

Monday, December 7, 2009

"dancing is powerful; it's how i experience my own wildness."
jennifer monson

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

people on the train.

i saw four people get on the train yesterday. they sat together.
three were missing half their teeth.
all were grinning.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

touching.

"Greatly in need of comfort and support, I said to Elder Corelli, “I don’t suppose you’d let me hug you?”

He shook his head. “You know I can’t, Sister Welker.”

I stared at my hands, tangled in my lap. “Can I hold onto your shirt sleeve, then?”

He nodded, so I grasped the edge of his sleeve between my thumb and forefinger and held it, trying to pretend it was a form of human contact that offered any solace.

In any event, it was all I had."

(from The New York Times: Modern Love)




How often do we find ourselves in the position of approximating touch?
Old sweatshirts.
Songs.
Foods.
Dance.