I found Sarah by chance. She wrote me a rather long email in response to my This Dance is a Cliché project, and I found her ideas so insightful and enthusiastic that I asked her if she would like to join me for a new project. At the time, I thought she was still at Sarah Lawrence, but it turns out not only had she recently graduated — she had moved to my neighborhood! We currently remain strangers, preserving my initial intentions with the collaborators in this project, but I have a feeling that won’t last long.
I began our initial conversation with a short intro:
I feel I’m approaching this differently with each person, based on what I know (or don’t know) about them prior to beginning. I created your video on a whim when in the studio putting together material for a totally different project. It’s improv, and I used the theme “Welcome to the Neighborhood” as a jumping off point. The fact you can’t always see my face was actually on purpose. Since we live in the same neighborhood, I was trying to hold onto some form of anonymity for now.
I wanted this first video to a) be one continuous piece of movement and b) be improvised because I equate it to letter writing — how often do you write and revise a letter, especially to a stranger? “Not often,” is my answer.
As I fractured my left arm about a month ago, and although it wasn’t serious enough to cast, many movements are difficult or painful. When I made this video, I had just regained quite a bit of range of motion (and had stopped wearing the sling), but it’s interesting how it inhibits you. You think the left arm, especially as a right-handed person, is the least important part of the body, but it’s essentially impossible to simply ignore it and use the rest of your body to dance. As a result, that arm seems foreign to me right now. I am relearning some of my muscle memory now. Such an interesting experiment/experience.
Anyway, here it is:
She responded:
I improvised this response to you – i tried to respond to a few certain things in your “letter” while at the same time delivering a general “hey this is me”. I thought about making a sling for my arm (okay…attempted via plastic bag…) but opted for “breaking” and gravity driven movement. I also liked your idea of not showing the face, and since i was in the close quarters of my parent’s kitchen, filming off a mac, that was the general effect anyway. Other things on my mind: head banging, rockstars, wondering what the implications of a hip hop background were in the NY dance world, and my lack of thinking in wearing jeans.
My exchange with Sarah is very akin to YouTube dancing-in-your-bedroom culture, which I find funny/ironic because we’re both actual degree-holding dancers. At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if one of us sent over a home video of the “Single Ladies” dance — live from a bathroom in Ft. Greene.