is what i've been these last few weeks. it is like living in high drama. it has its lows. the little crashes after the peak are unbearable,too. as R___ says, what to do, what to do with all these feelings? so many things. puede rin nothing.
so many ways of responding. you want to remember everything as they were. you want to remember you as you were. how? how to do it?
these are what i plan/want to do:
1. stalk the Ballet Philippines' resident choreographer, Alden Lugnasin (who i've talked to before and did an article on a long time ago). understand what it really takes for him to create a piece. what each movement means. what the dance does to him. how he lives his life and how it is expanded by dance. i dream of a documentary as a final output. i imagine a really intense conversation. hay.
2. do a critique of the costume design and makeup in Max Luna III's "KatiTaog" -- a rumination on the properties of water -- and arrive at an understanding of why the women had to have an aztec look about them, even if the piece is heavily based on "Pangalay".
3. do a study of the woman as subject, or subject as woman, in Alce Reyes's "Amada".
4. write about the ideology of melancholia and the forces of production in relation to the eheads concert.
5. do nothing. move on t the next spectacle. really.
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And tap El Duque for project #4? Do tell me it's a genius of an idea. Come on. (Dyndyn)
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