dances for nobody’s gaze except for a fleeing fox

For all those out there, dancing between me and my shadow.

Dances for nobody’s gaze except for a fleeing fox started as an accident and a necessity. Now, they are a durational and occasional choreographic act. They began as a walk that needed more than a step, changing into an event on the soccer field, happening on every date spurred by the desire to move. No person saw them. Or they did not show themselves. The first dance occurred on the 22nd of May 2022. They were danced 42 times by now, partnered with many songs and silences. Kitsune comes and leaves, ghosts exist as material to dance for and with, shadows are the only reference point. (I do sometimes hug a tree).

To welcome the ghostly through absence instead of inviting ghosts to unveil their presence.

slowing down;
to notice details in a dance confused with thoughts translated into movements practiced through days. on occasions.
to welcome memories that have nothing to do with movements on the soccer field done with happiness and
some loneliness.

What happens when we find ourselves in
a place deprived of light, or when we close our eyes? What is the darkness that we see then? (G. Agamben, p 44 ‘What Is the Contemporary?’)