Thursday, September 11, 2008

September 10, Tasking with Julie

Writing Tasks
These were great. The question of the heart, where is the heart? we've found the beginnings of that. First thing in the space, coffee, then 20 minutes with This morning I... then 30 with I'm sorry I....
When Julie came in, she set me up a white room in the space with my stills camera recording and I did a confessional style read of what I had written, pretty blank, kinda like Saskia really. When we watched them back, there she was.
From watching both of the pieces it has come clear that there was a massive communication breakdown in her family and no is talking (to her). Not really talking about things that matter because she seems so in control. People have stopped looking any deeper then she gives.

Julie gave two words as a means of investigating form... her interior and exterior worlds. Moving from the exterior to the interior through the final work. This feels right.

Her internal is all perhaps mediated through media, her exterior through life performance.

This has set up a weekly theme. Julie will now send me a question for Saskia that I have to do a writing exercise for and then record in the same way. Excellent.
The question for this is (in terms of audience): Who are these answers to the questions directed at? Are they for her, or another person? who is that person? Maybe we never find out who that is. No one writes without wanting someone to read it, and the same deal applies here. She is a personal lady, with a big group of acquaintances and a small, tiny group of close friends who really know what's going on.

Julie thinks, i agree, that saskia's MySpace page will be personal, but removed... it is still the extension of her exterior construct. And what is her exterior construct?

Pages and pages of construct, a finely tuned performance of her inner self.

To think on: Continue with the photos. Keep collecting them whenever I see something that might be a maybe. Then by the end I have a big image document that I can choose from.. and find more of Saskia's aesthetic. Start thinking about who the photos are being taken for...'this' person? for this person, they are a little more personal. They might have a shared personal aesthetic, a log of photos for this person which is all about, and revealing of, their relationship.

JOB? Perhaps curator of a gallery.

BIG qUESTION: What is the event? There is an event, a significant moment, what is it?

More on discovering 'this' person, this person she has the deep relationship with:
+ make a play list for 'this' person
+ collect advertisements for music gigs, leaflets, mags, things she might send to 'this', i was here, wanting to go there, thought of you, etc.
+ she has come out, revealed her heart in Sydney because going to Sydney is an interior act.
on her:
- keep browsing the web for things of interest, BLOGS she would read, travel info for the place 'this' person lives, or from where she has been, artists she follows, music. Start a bookmark browser for stuff that is Saskia.

Dancing Impro:
Chose a song, played in on the ipod, julie set up the camera and then again, left me to dance to the song. After, when we were watching it, we agreed that it was dancing for a public space, and I realised that in my mind actually i was at a concert dancing her.... i want to do this again, but her 'dancing' in private space. We both had an image of her private dancing being very quiet. maybe on a couch.

I've got a name for the show. No one's talking

q & a task
Julie wrote a series of questions which we recorded on an audio file. What came from that was that she her most intimate moments, her sharing of those moments, are through the stories of her spending time with people, like her gran. A strong sense of the relationship between saskia and gran came out during this.
+It is talking about grandma & how they spend time together that her humour and joy come out. I will post those question soon, julie is sending them to me.

today big and good. record everything in one way or another. a resource lesson today.

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