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He drinks from his bitter cup and laments, “My darling is cruel.” She gets the blame for all his suffering. And while he burns in his fire day and night, she gives it no thought at all.

Song: Habibi Aasi (My Darling is Cruel) / Singer: Ehab Tawfik, Album: Ahla Samra / Choreographer: Feyrouz / Dancer: Valentina / Video Editing: Valentina

Love is in the air…

and our task master keeps us busy….

“We show up, burn brightly, live passionately, hold nothing back, and when the moment is over, when our work is done, we step back, and let go.”

–ROLF GATES

So grateful for the brilliant light of my dance sisters.

Namaste.

“Beginning is hard, but continuing is harder. Those who seek a glamorous life should not pursue art, science, innovation, invention, or anything else that needs new. Creation is a long journey where most turns are wrong and most ends are dead. The most important thing creators do is work. The most important thing they don’t do is quit.”

Kevin Ashton, How to Fly a Horse: The Secret History of Creation, Invention, and Discovery

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“It is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world; but on that account we shall be more attached to one another.”

–Mary Shelly, Frankenstein

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Happy Halloween Friends!

Hope you enjoy some spooky fun from some of my favorite creators: The Murdering Crows. This is their take on Bobby “Boris” Pickett & The Crypt Kicker’s Monster Mash.

My Little Spacebook celebrates a decade of cats and cat dates!

Mystic River Dance – Pink Panther

Mystic River Dance presented this dance in the show “Nature’s Rhythms” (February 2019, Memphis, TN).

Music: “The Pink Panther” by Henry Mancini 

Choreography: Feyrouz (Julia Oller), Dancers: Mystic River Dancers

One cat just leads to another.     – Ernest Hemmingway

 

Everything about this masterful work of art gives me chills – the story telling, the exquisite expressions and movements of the dancers, the collaboration, the controlled chaos, the costuming and makeup.  I came across it this morning by accident and I’ve been thinking about it all day….

It’s a lament, a call to action, and astounding art at once.

 

When she appeared swaying

The beauty of my lover infatuated us.

No one can relieve my suffering from my love sickness

But the queen of beauty.

Lamma Bada Yatathanna, Translated to English, Author Unknown

The celebration of creativity continues.

Some songs and stories are so powerful they grab our imaginations and bodies and continue to reverberate through us. Today, I’ve been wrapped up in a song that’s drifted across centuries and oceans and I’m pondering the notions of songlines and stories of the Dreamtime.

In Braving the Wilderness, Brené Brown describes art as a “shared expression and a deep collective experience.” The performance video below fits the bill.  In it, the lovely Jasmine performs an improvisational dance to Joe Michael’s modern instrumental twist of the classic Lamma Bada Yatathanna.  Enjoy!

 

Below is a video of another dance from the show Philomena’s Dream.  This medley is a collaboration of two dances across three different dance groups in Memphis: IDA, Jasmine’s Jewels, and Mystic River Dance.

The  choreographer of the candle dance is Isidora Hart. The song is Pachyderm Picnic by Brent Lewis.

Jasmine (of Dance with Jasmine) choreographed the second dance.  The song is Misirlou by Mosava.

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Before leaving shore we were instructed, “When you get to the island, just do whatever comes naturally.”

For me, these words triggered an automatic response of anxiety:

Ok, so ‘act natural.’ What does that mean? Ohmygod! What am I gonna do?! I don’t know how to be natural on command…

With that thought came a hyper-awareness of everything I was doing. The simple act of standing upright became a test of memory.  Is this how I stand? What is my face doing? Is this natural? Then suddenly I was responding to people in a British accent because even my mouth had grown confused about how it normally worked.

By the time I set foot on the island I was functioning as a parody of myself. Fortunately, it didn’t take long for Nature, in the form of hunger, to rectify the situation.  For awhile El-D and I walked side-by-side feeding the emaciated mosquitos as I unwrapped a sandwich to feed myself.

We had all brought different types of baggage to the island. I’m not sure where we thought we were going needing that much stuff.  Along the way we came to a tree that was strung with the possessions of those who had passed before us.  El-D and I paused here to marvel at what was left behind and to add our own unnecessary things to the collection.  We each left carrying only what was deemed absolutely necessary: for him, his guitar and phone; for me, my yoga mat and phone.

We wound up on the other side of the island. I picked up a shell and was suprised and mildly horrified to find it housed a creature.  I found another shell and discovered someone living in it too.  El-D picked up a third shell.  Larger than the other two,  it contained yet another being. He brought it over to me and then knocked on its shell.  A little guy popped out – all hairy legs with eyes on stalks. The three of us spent a moment looking at each other in awkward silence.

Then I remembered my phone and I decided to take the little hermit’s picture.  But before I could, he ducked back in his shell as if to say, “I don’t think so Paparazzi.”

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El-D handed me the creature and walked down to the water’s edge to sit with his guitar and do what comes naturally:  compose the soundtrack of our lives.

Meanwhile, I took the hermit to my mat so we could chat for a bit. We are kindred spirits, this hermit crab and me.  I put him in the sand and began tracing runes around him. Eventually he came out of his shell to co-create.

And soon we were all just being who we are without having to think about it at all.  The video below is the love song and scenes from Dear Island,

 

 

 

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