an end to the beginning
I think we got to the end of the piece today. The end for the opening night performance anyway. I had such a sense of satisfaction after the full run in today's rehearsal. I knew it was right. This piece has come together in a kind of mysterious fashion. But, not mysterious in the sense that we all simply worked really hard to find it. The piece feels highly personal - you can ask me why when you see me in person. But, I am happpy about that.
I am so grateful for the creative people in the room with me. For the six dancers, who have suffered the rigor of learning loops from computers day in and day out, who shared their frustrations with some of our vagueness as we searched for the gems in this work and caused fruitful discussions that eventually lead to clarity.
For Peter, the dramaturge (AKA the enforcer) who has pushed me past my usual backing down places, my fear places, helped me to step up to the plate in my own quest for discovery and specificity.
For Mark, who needs to be there for me to feel confident in the work I am doing. And who took moments that I had made that were not quite there and got them there. And whose music and visuals still inspire me. A lot.
For the incredible team of interns who have taken so much of the "other" work required to pull off a performance (advertising, donation of goods and services, design work, wax paper screens, video taping, phone calls, emails, coffee, and on and on).
I know this sounds like a bit of a love fest - but the creative team talked often about how only you can be your own "loop diver" but that others provide the environment for you to do it, to take that risk. Others provided me with that environment, and I dived. Dove.
Excellent. I can go to sleep now.