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Walk No.18

Route: wandering across fields in the direction of Sharpham
Duration: 1 hour
Time of Day: midday


Using the book Body Space Image by Miranda Tufnell and Chris Crickmay (1990) I considered my body travelling through the space, the relationship to space and the displacement of space. I tried a deeper investigation found in the chapter Landscapes.

Coincidentally there are five prompts (or scores) for use in this improvisation:

shedding: shed self image, plans, worries, socialised behaviour
                 ask questions - who or what you are/can become
                 see your relation to the whole
                    (yourself as just one ingredient of a whole piece)

being receptive: be present - keep your attention bright
                             (don't lose receptivity when in action)
                           give time, waiting
                             (if necessary past the point of boredom)
                           let thing draw attention to themselves
                             (the eye as a window)

allowing: accept stillness/silence/emptiness
                   if nothing occurs to you do nothing
                accept very small impulses towards action
                attend to the edges of awareness, the unimportant
                capitalise on anything going
                a mistake is an opportunity

exploring: accept getting lost
                    (journey without a map)
                  leave something when it becomes too recognisable
                  take imaginative risks
                     (what if ....?)
                  take ideas to extremes
                  the unfamiliar often lies close to the familiar

composing: be specific and limit your material to get the most out of it
                    energise the whole space
                    don't lose your sense of the whole while working on a part
                    stillness/silence/emptiness balance action



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