phone notes of note [hez stalcup]
From Computer and Phone:
December 22 2019, 6:00PM
Private, one person audience for piano. One person arrives to a room with a chair next to a piano without the artist present, and seats themselves. The artist enters and a private concert//performance ensues. The intimacy of knowing the person and being only one, a solitary audience, next to the silent space of making room for the music, the piece, the artist, the sound and soundlessness.
Loosely remembered from A Director Prepares by Anne Bogart. Reading about Alfred Brendel inviting a friend to listen to him play a concert for just him.
This also reminds me how I have a crush on the Conductor//Pianist in the concert footage of this counter tenor Jakub Józef Orliński who I love so much.
Realizing it feels important to go somewhere I can find myself immersed in winter. Where I can light fires, and walk in the snow, and read and wake to the woods and the small towns. Quiet and functioning. People moving about, dressed as you need to, just being alive and going about your business but in a winters space. Preparing for cold then recovering from it. I remember this from childhood in Detroit. Layers and layers of clothing so you can go outside and the thrill of the altered outdoors. And then some expiration either of time or hunger, and the stripping off and equal joy of drying and warming. Proving that you can be adventurous and risk and always get dry and warm again.
October 31 2019, 11:11AM
Gratitude for sleep and conversations that are valuable
June 25 2019, 6:58PM
Make a runway with the audience in two diagonal lines, flush w the poles If you need to adjust where you are standing that’s fine This is an experimental Set your phone to do not disturb Call the number after today I’m going tell you the number three times then we will all press send together and put our phones on speaker
June 17 2019, 10:54AM
ART:
Phone line
Recording options
Costuming (Ripley)
Email LB with picts, specs and JUNE 25 tech availability ✓
May 15 2019, 10:25AM
I found this in some writing I did on April 28th:
“Research notes:
Dancing outside of a taped space. The purpose of the space is to let you know about the world around it that isn’t the space.
A sound field trip.
Ubiquitous electromagnetic fields.
‘sort of carefree/sort of melancholic.’ - from article about Chernobyl.”
April 30 2019, 4:50PM
Playing rabid catchup on coming to terms with mortality which remarkably Death has no need whatsoever for me to do in order to have its way with me.
It feels a bit one sided as a relationship.
April 27 2019, 6:33PM
I just had the thought “I may FINALLY be getting some clarity in this shit-storm of ennui.”
Absent like a…..
Wound.
Like a knife to a wound.
Like your mind filling in the feeling of watching an image of blowing.
April 9 2019, 11:01AM
Pulled from an investment advice email:
Target fixation means focusing on the wrong thing, then crashing into it. It’s a term used by cyclists.
March 16 2019, 10:34AM
Reconsider:
1988 What am I missing that was a seed then, that maybe didn’t have the chance to grow fully. Thinking about the west, nature, the mountains, camping, being outside, trips, landscapes. The Durutti Column, willie nelson, sting, strange things and songs that call up that feeling.
Hauntingly ….
Outdoor Dad I saw at the farmers market, golden yellow north face jacket, shorts, calves for days
I want to be a student
Can I have a learning model
Goal writing exercises
January 10 2019, 5:22PM
Silence
As a movement and art making prompt
Looking at textiles woven as a wall. It’s a net, yet soft and reminds me of a pretend fishing town. What does a soft tangled net catch
?
Something wanting to be caught?
Or is it a gesture?
Like the court dance. I bow. Permission is sought.
May I catch you fish ( I take the fish and place it on the net )
Net as in retains.
Net Result.
I netted.
Nest
January 10 2019, 2:36PM
Test test test tes test test test test test
Test tes t test test test hersantes here is a test here is a test this is a space bar test
space bar test this is a test
November 13 2018, 9:35am
Thinking about a piece that is a continuation of the idea (in one of these other notes) about affirmations.
The idea of having a microphone and being on a ramble, like someone who stepped up to do karaoke but instead just starts processing and doing a wild dance in between.
Thinking about standup that isn’t for laughter. But you should probably laugh too. But I am not having that as a goal.
The feeling of wearing a birthday hat as a way to get someone to acknowledge your birthday.
Dance stand up.
I imagine coming out and picking the mic up off the ground and starting to talk, “do you know that part in Willie Wonka where Gene Wilder pretends to be an old man and then does a summersault…I really wanted to do that as my entrance.” And then attempting it, which for me involves very slowly getting to the floor. And then laying on my back talking into the microphone.
Maybe that leads to affirmations that are kind of like a love confession over a phone call. That are interspersed with dance.
It’s also solaris somehow, its for the dead and the unseen. Maybe it starts off humorous and absurd and then digs into something deeper as it goes, maybe a Pauline Oliveros score is attempted.
November 12 2018, 9:25PM
Idea for a piece:
Affirmations that people actually need
I imagine walking around on stage with a microphone and rambling into it, trying on different voices, tones, attitudes - that or just breathing heavily, not erotically just noticeably into the mic, taking time with the breath before speaking. “I just want to say….(maybe I repeat those words a few times)…you’re very special.” “Everyone deserves quiet.”
November 12 2018, 9:23PM
Nap Vision
Btw “Nap Visions” would be a great name for something
I was thinking about the Paul Simon song “Stranger” where the chorus says: “the werewolf is coming in..” I could see myself arise from the green grass and the grass becomes a cloak around me, like a thick fur, something ancient but fresh and alive. I was feeling very masculine, a flat chest and kind eyes. A swagger but it’s a dance so like a music video. The cloaked me kept melding back into the grass and re-emerging. The cloak flowed like a hill side.
October 28 2018, 12:15PM
Thinking about a piece about Jeanne d’Arc- maybe called Joan maybe called Martyr, prob called something else. Thinking about my recent thoughts about Lucifer.
Imagining an over the top beginning where the dancers represent Jean as a child. This would be the most balletic but also sloppy running and flower crowns lots of laying in fields (somehow represented).
Side note: I would like a venue that is an empty swimming pool - can I do that? Where would it be? Like a skate park swimming pool, where it’s like watching a really intense play reading.
Back to Joan/martyr/heretic/wtfjesus I imagine an arc of balletic white cream yellow flowers, to silver purity, trying to do the right thing, urgency, righteousness, career bound, mission bound, someone is carrying a rock around the whole time. To then absolute breakdown and surly nightclub neon and red, the blood is in the electric lines, it showers on the face in a different way, Jean in the modern city. Jean is queer, Jean is in drag, Jean is herself and is a boy. Jean is dying to live right, live pure
Live for the greater good.
Jean is an activist
Jean is a boy
Jean is a boy who is a girl
Jean is on fire
Jean is caught in the system that won’t ever protect her
