Leaving, Pacing, and

I feel like this is the third in a series of my dance film journal entries... 1) Leaving 2) Pacing 3) this

It's one of my last Sundays here before I move to Philly, so I figured I would take advantage of the big back yard and bearable temperatures. I've been in a beautiful air conditioned studio for the past 4 weeks, but this environment felt like a nice change.

As usual, it's all improv. I was mostly thinking about traveling, playing with body halves, and building my own frames.. trying to change up my usual flow a little. Not sure how I feel about the music.. I knew that I didn't want anything lyrical. The song is called "The Proxy" and it's by RJD2. I'm pretty sure I snagged it from a friend in Italy just over a year ago..

I'm a fan of the ferns and the pink flower.

Right after I finished filming my dad informed me that we have a tripod... next time!

Short & Sweet, Kind of

Haven't posted for a while because I have been focused on choreographing a longer movement phrase. I've decided to stick with improvisations for this blog. None of the movement in these little films is set material. It feels more like a movement journal for me in that way. I've also been getting a little bored with my more recent films. I have filmed a bunch of short clips here and there, but wasn't all that excited about any of them. I do like this one though.. I think it's short and sweet, kind of.

The music is a super short Bach adagio played twice, overlapping in the middle.

As always, I would love feedback!

Ought

I think (for me) this was a redo of yesterday's post (Hey).. I was home alone at my friends' house for a while this afternoon..

I might try to pull bits and pieces, and common themes from all of these posts together.. Someday.. potentially for a stage piece or more professional film project..

music in this one is "Big Red Machine" by Aaron Dessner & Justin Vernon

guest appearance by Audrey Hepbern

stolen from Charles Anderson's facebook today: "One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star." -Friedrich Nietzche

Ease

I have been filming with some of my friends between rehearsals over the past week, and this video is a collection of those bits and pieces. Music is "Give Me My Mouth" by James Blake. Thanks Emily Ancona, Caitlin Sauter, and Jackie Walsh :)

Bob

Bob Intro (Datcliff Exclusive) by Cam Meekins (who happens to be my brother's friend)

Would like to film more on this rooftop with a friend at some point. For now, Bob will make it interesting.

I Have a Friend

music: "The Summer Wind" by Frank Sinatra

I have a friend. Her name is Caitlin Sauter. Please enjoy this documentation of our first summertime adventures of the year! First stop Philly, second stop Jersey.

In Someone Else's Home

music: "Songs My Mother Taught Me" Slovak Chamber Orchestra

I'm staying with some friends right now, and this is their hallway. What an odd thing it is, to explore someone else's hallway.

Pacing

"Pacing" today for two reasons:
1. My family has been pacing back and forth while waiting for my brother, Phil, to come out of a long surgery. While I was filming this, Mom was at the hospital, and Dad and I were home trying to stay occupied, but also ready on call.
2. My life pacing has been disrupted this week. I'm in the middle of an awkward chunk of time that has slowed down drastically compared to the hustle and bustle that was my last semester. Today, I experienced boredom.. or perhaps leisure.. how foreign.. or an interlude between big life events that kind of feels like waiting. The result: this little video.

Sit back, relax, and get acquainted with my feet, stairs, and driveway.

Includes "(San Fransisco)" by Rupa & the April Fishes from an album I got from one of my favorite teachers in Italy, Giorgio Rossi.

And by the way, just as this finished uploading, we got a call. Phil is out of surgery and it went well!

Leaving

Music: "Birthday Song" by Noyce

Two days ago, I graduated from Muhlenberg College. Now, I am back in my back yard, with the leaves.

I'd like to think
that I have true roots
that I can uncoil upwards
branching my veins
just like the fern.

Note to self: bug spray.

PS: Don't mind the gauze taped to my arm. It's covering up poison ivy.