The other day I realized I actually know things. I’ve been perfecting technique and practicing performance for a while, studying from different people along the way that had skills and certifications in Bartenieff, Alexander, Yoga, Feldenkrais, Meditation, Release technique, classical techniques (Horton, Graham, Humphrey, Limon, etc.) and various other forms of techniques that I don’t even know about and yet most of the time no one labeled them for me. You don’t go through a dance class labeling everything you have ever studied and explaining where it came from. You begin lying on the floor feeling your weight into the floor (meditation), perhaps some effort based stretching and abdominal work (yoga and pilates) and as you move through the class you talk about weight, time, space and flow (Laban) and then perhaps some discussions about finding ease and efficiency (Alexander), etc. You don’t necessarily label them as a teacher and I can’t say I knew their lineage and I still can’t say that I do. So as I’m finally realizing I know things, I’m just realizing that here is the place where I label them and understand their history and lineage. Pedestrian walking on stage originated in the Postmodern era. Ok, I knew that one. But, Laban is where you define weight, time, space and flow and dissect them. I just found this out.
Grad School is where it happens, this is where connections are made, this is where you dig into the granules of what has created what you already know.
One of the team building exercises we have done in the first few weeks of my MFA at OSU is called “Your awesome!” I think it’s a great way to open the space with positivity and help everyone feel, well, awesome actually. Norah said it came from a theater exercise.
You stand in a circle and jump up and down and one at a time yell out 3 things you learned. It doesn’t have to be the most insightful thing. It could be that you saw plants in the space. You label each thing as 1-3 and everyone repeats the number back to you, loudly. Then you say your thing, like “Plants!” and everyone yells, “Your Awesome!”
It was awesome to take a minute to recognize everyone’s feelings of displacement of self in location, field and humanness* and break the ice. The exercise made me feel grounded in a safe space for creating.
This would be great for any age group. We all could use a little more recognition that we are awesome. YOUR AWESOME!
Research Statements are no joke. So hard. How do you whittle down your interests into one specific thing that is the essence of your interests. What are my interests? That has been the point of the last two weeks here. I’m interested in everything I’m doing right now. I feel as though I have been in a vacuum and someone just let me out and I have entered a world where everything is slightly different with smells and feelings that I remember but it all looks different. I am so grateful of my new back to school lenses.
Lenses are so interesting. Rose colored glasses. I might be most interested in red colored glasses. Getting back on track, the minute you look at something from a different lens it is all different. There are academic lenses, marketing lenses, and research lenses. I knew this before, but somehow my current lens makes everything seem so important and interesting. I’m sure there are more lenses but I think I’ve said lenses enough in this paragraph.
Let’s just take a moment to appreciate Felecia Marshall’s beautiful painting I borrowed here titled “Rose Colored Glasses.” Click here to buy it.
This summer we were tasked with reading “Honest Bodies: Revolutionary Modernism in the Dances of Anna Sokolow” and I was very excited to then sign up for a class with the author. How fun is it to take a course from the person who literally wrote the book on it! I am currently in Dr. Kosstrin’s Laban class and although this book is not required for that course it is wonderful to see two sides of someone you have just met. Below you can read my summary of her book for Graduate Seminar. There are so many grad words in there! 😉
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They put my name in cement right on 15th Street. It’s official.
The start of graduate school after working in the field is like a time-warp. I’ve fallen through the rabbit hole and here I am 20 years later, right where I started.