A Pair Of Resting…. Is sort of performance lecture, or maybe a loose sticky web of 'Humanimal ' (Julietta Singh) experiences, observations and smells… I’ve found that true love involves picking up somebody else’s shit. And a lot of us love our dogs more than each other…
Since 2017 I have been responding to this overreaching question, how & what do we dance in the 21stcentury; the age of overwhelming crisis, complexity, information and opinion? It's also the year that ex racer Molly trotted into my life - living with Moll feels like a lost childhood teddy bear has come alive.
This work began with an inkling that is it too hard to be human!? Or maybe it’s me and my feeling that I wasn’t designed for life, instead I’m designed to dance, and only when dancing do I feel that I can momentarily up-grade and begin to believe we can renegotiate our relationships to power.
As a choreographer and dance maker I’m attempting to find practices that can metabolise complexity and move us to gather more perspectives.
It is difficult living in a hypocrisy, eventually we all get choked up on the contradictory fumes, and 2020 painfully reminded me that a body is not forever.
Every day, I woke up to the presence and body of Molly, the greyhound. First thing in the morning she’s all Bambi like, limbs tangled up and endlessly folded.
Molly is a mythical creature. Not really a dog, more shapeshifter. Saint Guinefort - protector of infants, a velveteen assassin, that can reach 43 miles per hour in three strides. it’s the softest, furriest relationship I’ve ever had. So much of it relies on our felt/smelt sense of each other and it is a constant negotiation around communication & consent. Molly can never say anything that’s to hurt me and this puts us in a good place, turns out some words bite real hard.
'Dog & human owners bear remarkable resemblance to infant attachment bond: dogs are dependent on human care and their behaviour seems specifically geared to engage their owners care -giving system’(Bowlby 2014)
So, I’m a dog-mother and she’s my dog-daughter and together we make a right pair of anxious, nosey, moody, resting bitches.