September 9, with Julie V

September 9, afternoon, in the space and with Julie:

First hiccup was getting into the space itself.  Bek, one of the runners of Bill + George, the space I'm working in, was totally tired and I got into the space late. Which was good, because I got lots of plays from Playwriting Australia.  I'm telling a story, and I'm going to read more plays that tell stories.

Bek and I had a coffee, talked more about what is happening in and around Sydney, which was great.  The space is very cool and right... it actually feels like we're in Spain.  Really.  The light, the outlook, the feel.

W Julie V:

We chatted about Finale, the show she was in.  a crazy, loud, experiential work that made no sense in a fantastic way and was like being in a Peter Greenaway film.  Colours, images, rawness, gross-ness, food, tits, bodies in a big space with lots of people.  Great hearing about her process, how everyone who makes something at some point thinks they have nothing and then from that they really start to have something.  

Questions / Thoughts / Tasks arising from chats with Julie:

Is it an exchange with audience and performance where they give something over, or where we give them something?

 + its an excavation of a person... through the space.

 + when does someone feel the need, the desire, the want to tell a story? And why?  when do we tell stories?

Trust and exchange......

    building a trust to tell a story

 Friends forwarding a private email to me, re-reading my own letters, stories.

From INfrastructure:  The absent is fascinating... its what you don't say that's the hook, its the mother.

THIS reminds me that the hairdresser never asked about my dad, who I never mentioned but I mentioned other family.

What else is there about her, an illusion to an event perhaps that people can hook into?

Impro in the space, Saskia at a warehouse opening (there are artist studios in the space):

Julie's impressions:

+ definitely inquisitive, not rushed, in her own time, has confidence, but a little more reserved that she thought she'd be.  Not brusque.  You can hear her brain ticking as she is looking at things, putting something together but not sure what.  She's not that quick to suss things out, she takes her time.  Some people walk into a space and they know what it is to be there, but she doesn't.  NOt worried about time.  There's a calculation of her mind, there's a relationship with her looking at things.

+ Julie thinks, from the hairdresser interaction which she thinks the result of are great because they are blowing everything apart. She thinks go back into the fire and go for a pedicure, manicure... something where people are the masters of chit chat and see what they think.  And go to a woman.

What has Saskia left behind?  What has she moved away from... the illusion of something, is there something?  What's the way in?  

+ the travelers confidence.. exploring that.

    +it's be great to get to the point where the BLOG is written as Saskia only.

TASK from JULIE for September 10 morn:

Writing task, as Saskia:

THIS MORNING I... every sentence starting with for 20 mins

I AM SORRY.... every sentence starting for 30 mins

Then, we'll record on my stills camera.