We Will Dance With Mountains - Into the Cracks!
LIBATIONS FROM LIVE SESSIONS
Some multi-media harvests have been created out of the We Will Dance with Mountains: Into the Cracks! live sessions.
This is a space to share these libations.
If you wish to share a libation created during or inspired by a live session, please send an uploadable file to Aerin.
WWDWM V - Live Session Playlist
The playlist from live sessions can be found right here. This list may include songs that were or were not actually played during the live session; but all were selected with the spirit of this course in mind.
Session 1 | 12 September
- april griefsong
Safety and trust as a crack.
- Simone Johnson
This is a co-creation.
- Laura Cook
Foot bath water.
- Susan Barney
Godhunt (audio recording of a reflections on session 1 post).
- Craig Slee
Weaving into crooks and crannies. Canyon Blanco Utuado, Puerto Rico.
- Karen Langevin
My foot water in the cracks below. Growing downwards... “descendance.”
Faliin to Earth (a song inspired by session 1).
- Rob Howarth
Death is Safe.
- Jeannine Tidwell
- Emi Tanaka
This photo was accompanied by these words (rough translation from Portuguese):
“Humanity will learn to deal with water when it has learned to deal with sacrifice, renunciation and surrender. To handle water well, we need to have a relationship with it beyond what we naturally have. Water, among the Kingdoms, is one of the most sacrificed, it is one of the most renounced. For it renounces the wonders it could do, renounces what could be, to be able to serve humans in the simplest things, in the most rustic things." - Trigueirinho
"Notes" from session 1.
- Emma Julaud
Session 2 | 26 September
Dear cleaned feet; cracking, zigzaging dancing people in the mycelium soup
invaded by ants and other monsters flirting with the mountain... here are my notes of our session 2.
Painted on an old hand fires clay tile.
- Azul Thomé
A fugitive tale inspired by Irina's dream.
- Fabrice Dubosc
Something is seeping out. A spillage oozing from the cracks and watering the cracks, widening them in its overflowing.
- Yasmine Yu
A Poem for When Things Don’t Go As Planned
- Julie Johnson
has the plan fractured?
then fold in two,
fold in two again
bend into any shape,
-a dragon on a bike?
go globular! pixilate!
just split! into 8-bit!
here’s a chance to
within the larger static
go! leap in!
lurch into this frothy, teeming
of the pause, unpaused…
the glitch has been pitched!
so hit that switch!
switch that click!
here you can turn yourself off
and back on again,
and carry on hand-holding
The Plan, the same as before,
and also totally different.
Presenting an image of free me! (Drawn as part of the tracing ourselves exercise in Session 2 led by Geci.)
- Lorena Gaibor
The Slave Ship became the Shore.......
- Annabelle Potvin
Cueva de las Manos (mentioned by Bayo in the second session).
This portal into deep time in Patagonia that stopped me in my tracks when I met it.
Suspended, mid-time, mid-place. No other piece of art has met me like this.
And sometimes, it still comes for a visit.
In a perspective of 9000 years, why am I here?
- Evelin Grauen
'Moon Meets the Sun' - A song by Our Native Daughters that felt resonant with the course and live session II.
- Molly Brown
Disturbing the flatness of mode.
- Catarina Fontura
Session 3 | 10 October
Just one kaleidoscopic view of our family of Abayomis.
Cloth into meaning
A Black mother of Black sons
My Monsters play peekaboo
My Vulture eyes see what needs to be picked over
I see new Cracks
I see a desire to close these Cracks QUICKLY
Today the Cracks are my salvation
Today the Cracks are my Resurrection
Today the CRACKS are a place
to feel anger
to allow for grief
Maybe the world is also seeking us, as we seek it...
- Sofia Smith Hale
Yamantaka, the blue monster and Mahakala, the red monster, did an interpretive dance during the first Vunja Party tea time with monsters.
- Tsukina Blessing
Feeding Corpses. Listen to the audio version of live session III reflections that accompany this rendering of Abayomi here.
- Craig Slee
I re-situate in ecological possibility, hidden and in plain sight, preparing for an encounter...
- Annabelle Berríos