January 2012
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Victoria Eleanor Bradford is a director, choreographer, and media producer. As a mover, she is consumed with the immediate, with what is felt now. In live performance, she strives to make visible those visceral feelings that are exchanged by performers and audience alike. In mediated work, she composes and arranges the residue of lived encounters so they can be seen and felt anew.
This looping...
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My dear—
Our shared sense of space, this spatializing of language, the talk of fields and houses, swamps and creeks… You asked of my “house unbuilt,” after the fact or is it before the fact?—and my first thought to that question is must it be either/or? can’t it be and/both?
Movement, too, is one of the things I can do to re-route the intensity when it comes. To find...
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WatchInside of doors.
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WatchOut of Invitations
December 2011
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Introduction. What is it all for? Purpose vs. Use
from A Letter in Which a Dance is Made in Correspondence a book in draft form, download full pdf
He writes:
Just now, standing in front of the large windows that separate the city from my desk, I watched a child run up and down a set of stairs. It was a chance encounter between my sudden glance and his joyous, irreverent activity. Neither of us...
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This is not rehearsal.
But we are always rehearsing for unknown ends.
This is not a workshop or a class either.
But it is perhaps a laboratory, or a site that we are approaching with a spirit of experimentation, with a spirit of trial and error, even of play, and, insistently, of humor.
And by humor we mean the ability to laugh at ourselves and find joy in what we come upon even as we begin to...
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WatchNot Waving But Drowning (#3) from This is NOT Rehearsal
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WatchNot Waving But Drowning (#2) from This is NOT Rehearsal
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WatchFree Dance // Don’t Get Around Much from This is NOT Rehearsal
November 2011
7 posts
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WatchWolves at the Door (from A Letter in which a Dance is made in Correspondence)
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WatchFull Frontal Biopsy by Erica Gressman New Blood Performance Festival Festival Coordinator/Curatorial Assistant
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WatchOpen Studio Improvisation from This is NOT Rehearsal
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WatchLetters from Anthony (from A Letter in which a Dance is made in Correspondence)
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WatchDon’t Get Around Much Anymore (from A Letter in which a Dance is made in Correspondence)
September 2011
12 posts
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“So, too, a person need only step onto a stage to become purely frontal, to lose...”
– from Behind This Curtain… I too have been thinking about the stage, the way it frames things in two dimensions, the way it restricts not only our view as audience but as performers too. I’ve been thinking about that portable stage we carry with us, always on demand—the smile. There is always...
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WatchFlour by Maya Shaffer Material Actions, “Truth in Materials”
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WatchWorkshopping with student Maya Shaffer Material Actions, “The Body and Material”
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WatchChase (an excerpt from Hermes, the Messenger, was a beautiful Dancer)
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Absent Partners—Dearest......,
I want to be typing a letter to someone, and yet, instead, I’m just writing—writing to no one, to nowhere…
I’ve been suffering from a headache all day long. I suppose it started earlier, earlier than even the day, as I was woken up at—or was that me who woke—and then… too many stressful hours in waking before the sun rose, and a futile attempt to get back to sleep for two hours. Then. Up....
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Who ever said anything about love?—ha!
About FALLING, yes, but not LOVE—I am in no place to make claim to that overreach of a word—that mirage, that Trojan horse, remember?
I LIKE YOU ALOT. I see how easily we slip into the seductive ways of language and often lose sight that we are writing in indelible ink. we do mark each other so… And while this is in No way a retraction, when I said,...
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August 2011
10 posts
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WatchReach (excerpt from Hermes, the Messenger, was also a Beautiful Dancer)
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WatchFade Out (a lover’s discourse, part II)
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WatchWaiting (a lover’s discourse, part I)
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WatchOutside
July 2011
3 posts
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Watchwith Adrian Simeon and Sydnee Stratman Improvisational Choreography Workshop, “Envois OR Sending and Being Sent”
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WatchWaiting for Ghosts to Come
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It is hard to rid ourselves of those ghosts that have taken root in our body, in the surface of our skin, in our every breath somehow recalling that gasping intake of air that held us in a moment’s torment and holds us still in it’s bonds. Perhaps we need to shed this skin of ours, be raw and unprotected for the chance at not just a moment’s reprieve, but rather a lifetime of renewal. Perhaps we...
June 2011
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HIM:: we are not benign /let’s not pretend /let’s let it be so /let it pass through /this objectionable /substance /coughing, scratching, /spitting, clawing, retching /at least it’s happening /it is there /but let’s make it here /let’s not run away /not to beauty- and not to pretty places /let’s arrive there /so that when we /finally do, it wasn’t /in...
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WatchWe are Not Benign performance with Tola Brennan; music by Chris Staefe
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WatchPreparations /or/ The Hostess
May 2011
4 posts
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WatchShe’s Made of Water Music by Jon Hopkins, from Diamond Mine’s First Watch.
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A Museum in My Body
I want to tell you something. This idea that I have been mulling over for the past few months. Maybe not mulling over so much as the idea has been mulling inside of me—in my every move finding a new way to seep out of an intellectual domain and into the skin, the flesh, the marrow of my being. I’m sounding melodramatic perhaps, but really, this is how it has happened.
The body—found.
Was it...