ecologies of practice, place and body
Slow, immanent, seeping permeation of relation with place and each other (whisper, ripple, shimmer, rumble); nourished by deep listening and field work.
[I confide in your texture]
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ecologies of practice, place and body
Slow, immanent, seeping permeation of relation with place and each other (whisper, ripple, shimmer, rumble); nourished by deep listening and field work.
[I confide in your texture]
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Reflections
Walking.....in
Heide
.........Park
Walking as a process / Being open, becoming open. Not just moving from A to B, but walking, listening, sensing, stopping, paying attention. Requires a sort of surrender, a vulnerability. Releasing of the higher mind and trying to let go, becoming open, presence.
The paths I know and the paths I don’t, the new paths, that were so close by to me but I never found them. I know of ways now, and see myself from different angles.
...bodies as source of knowledge & source of mystery1
(I confide in your texture...)
The ant stayed with me, for a long time. On my shoulder, my bag, my phone, A little wiry brown bush ant, from the pier where the fish gut dust and the bird shit blended with the brackish birrarung. The huge cavern under the bridge, these hidden gathering places, infrastructure hollows shadowing out the sun.
And the continuous slipstream of cars, trucks, trains, production, fabrication, the salt marsh whispering in the limn of crystalline seeping across the track. The black oily goop that splashed up onto the bridge, the rock still sitting in it, head of a turtle. To the white crust of saline memory, and the soft grasses that are returning, sweet fronds.
I confide in your texture...
Scratch my ankles, the lightness of wonder, the weight of decay and loss. Over and over. Looping? Seeking, returning, circuitous. Rambling, meandering.
My body, this sweet body, soft and tender and strong, sensitive.
Holds a friend in grief, soaks in pleasure
1. Notes from listening to Astrida Neimanis, interview for Sonic Acts, 2024
Simone Lee
Passing, hands, ground (2024)
A film exporing passages of time, place, past and present. Inspired by the textures of the mundane.