The perennial dawn of the dance 2018

A pseudo-scientific exploration of the manipulation of space and time. Work created as part of my Bachelor of Fine Arts Honours, through the University of Canterbury.

Beneath it All

Although she continued to knit, and sat upright, it was thus that she felt herself; and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures. When life sank down for a moment, the range of experience seemed limitless…Beneath it is all dark, it is all spreading, it is unfathomably deep…This core of darkness could go anywhere…There was freedom, there was peace.      From Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

The Inkling

It couldn’t be that she and everyone and everything could be reduced to mere cutouts without volume simply because some astronomer had discovered a Gravity Star that destroyed the concept of nearness and distances as opposites…How did one know, how did one form the image of self and world if the possible were now impossible, if distance were nearness, length were breadth, heavy were light, cold were hot and light were dark? Perhaps the only answer lay in the birth of a new language from a new way of thought.     From Janet Frame, The Carpathians.

Of flesh turned to atoms (an error of ways)

That thing the nature of which is totally unknown to you is usually what you need to find, and finding it is a matter of getting lost.     From Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost