Text for MODES of locomotion dance performance
by Raffaella Galdi
from 2007 till October 2009, Berlin
Solo I
Mode
Noun
Origin
Late Middle English, from Latin
Modus
Measure
1 - A way or manner in which something occurs or is experienced, expressed, or done.
2 - Physics
Any of the distinct kinds or patterns of vibration of an oscillating system.
3 - Logic
The character of a modal proposition, whether necessary, contingent, possible, or impossible.
Locomotion, noun
Origin
middle 17th century, from Latin
Loco
Ablative of locus
place + motio.
1- Movement or the ability to move from one place to another.
2 - Movement, motion, moving; travel, traveling; mobility, motility; walking, running; progress, progression, passage; formal perambulation.
something occurs / something is experienced /something is expressed / something is done
Body and mind are tools for locomotion.
Tools which bring in motion the many parts which are ourselves.
So I move. Progression, passage, perambulation.
I move and bring myself somewhere. I still don´t know where. Somewhere.
The only thing I know is that I can move small. Very very small.
So small that nobody is able to perceive the motion. Just me. I feel it. I am moving.
It looks like I am a stone, a statue. Maybe an empty, motionless container. But in fact I am moving and I am alive. Yes, the motility is small but yet so powerful that it keeps me alive. I am alive. I move invisibly because the motion is hidden, but it exists. I exist because I move. Like the truth. Does the truth move?
To move is to find balance like a spinning top.
When the spinning comes to an end, the top falls and doesn’t move anymore. It loses its power, its purpose, its beauty.
So I am
I spin around to keep the balance.
Spinning. Speed.
Speed and spinning.
I move and bring myself somewhere.
Somewhere.
I don´t know where.
Am I walking? Or am I falling?
Walking is a sequence of small falls.
One after the other.
In front of each other.
Step by step.
Fall after fall.
I can’t say I am afraid of falling, because I love walking. I love this rhythmical sequence of small falls. I can´t walk so fast. I can´t walk at all. I can´t even stand. So I can´t go forward. I can´t go backwards. I can´t stand still. I am stuck. I am dead.
What’s the difference between staying and going?
What’s the difference between staying and going?
Stand still, keep going.
Staying - going?
Staying - going?
Staying and going?
I am feeling, the body is feeling. My body feels the speed and the spinning.
Speed and spinning.
Spinning. Speed.
Running. Fast steps following each-other.
Running is also a sequence of falls. A fast one.
So I run. Running is a fast sequence of falls. Faster steps following each-other. Running away from the truth is like spinning around myself. I run around myself, like a spinning top keeping its balance. But I keep my balance.
I move in fast motion around myself.
Speed and spinning.
Spinning. Spinning. Speed.
I like to crawl.
I like traveling on the floor. Like a dog. Like a duck duck. Like a cat. Like a monkey. Like all these animals. Like a child. Like children less than a year old. They crawl crawl till they are able to stand stand. Adults don’t crawl. Unless they are in the army. Unless they lost their legs. Unless they are crazy and they think they are like animals. I I I I I travel in many directions. Up Up Up Up, down, right, left left left. Diagonal 60 degrees left. 5 steps forwards. Diagonal 180 degrees down-left. 3 steps backwards backwards backwards backwards backwards backwards backwards backwards. 3 degrees diagonal up. Opposite directions. Contradictory directions. With contradictory directions I am moving like an hurricane. Powerfully destructive. With no destination. So my mind goes. And I hate when my mind travels in contradiction with myself. I hate to travel with contradictions.
Whispering
Happening making a progress relocating bringing a little change developing in a particular manner proceeding to a different attitude
redirecting to a new and different purpose progressing through and over and past something
shifting
a narrow way departing outside from one reality into another taking a decision migrating a natural instinctive state of mind claims his attention observing outward expressions agitations not using the reason
knowledge
responding with instinct with physical intuitions
setting
starting something provoked by strong feelings a reaction a response to a surprise transporting emotions.
Lullaby
(singing……..in loop repeating itself - like “giro giro tondo”)
a- Underground.
a- All the way around.
b- Under locomotion.
b- Under progression.
a- Underneath the floor.
a- Lower down below.
b- To be hidden.
b- Protected and covered.
- Hiding. Running.
Running. Hiding.
a- Underground.
a- All the way around.
b- Under locomotion.
b- Under progression.
b- Under perambulation.
a- Under surface.
a- Underneath the floor.
a- Lower down below.
b- To be hidden.
b- Protected and covered.
b- Into secrecy.
- Hiding. Running.
Running. Hiding.
