<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:25:57.343-08:00</updated><category term='philosophies of embodiment'/><category term='space'/><category term='body'/><category term='dance works'/><category term='events'/><category term='revolt'/><category term='paper cages'/><category term='process'/><category term='notes'/><title type='text'>BODY SPACE REVOLT</title><subtitle type='html'>for a body which is the 'passage' in our research. for empty spaces. for our revolt which is resistance against the fallacy of postmodernity and cultural imperialism. we dance.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-8882903436060201538</id><published>2010-12-27T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T13:13:59.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simurgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TRkBOuj-j6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/BRlp6Eyvl-Q/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TRkBOuj-j6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/BRlp6Eyvl-Q/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The originally Persian mythical bird Simurgh holding fast nine elephants symbolizing lower constituents of the partial self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-8882903436060201538?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/8882903436060201538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/8882903436060201538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/12/simurgh.html' title='Simurgh'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TRkBOuj-j6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/BRlp6Eyvl-Q/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-7377899606435996085</id><published>2010-12-17T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:53:19.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper cages'/><title type='text'>Paper Cages - the process</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TQvDxOhgCrI/AAAAAAAAARg/9vXnfrn-Sws/s1600/papercages.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TQvDxOhgCrI/AAAAAAAAARg/9vXnfrn-Sws/s320/papercages.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see the formless void again. A dark void space, expanding. Someone called it the &lt;i&gt;dazzling darkness&lt;/i&gt;. Void pregnant with love, conscious through me. My hands reach for the chest. I can feel the heart beating. In the silence of the mind and the stillness of the body, I listen. I listen. The sound of the room, of the building; the sound of my body. The pulse of the heart. Loud. Alive. How do I fulfil all this life? me, trapped in paper cages”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-7377899606435996085?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7377899606435996085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7377899606435996085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/12/paper-cages-process.html' title='Paper Cages - the process'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TQvDxOhgCrI/AAAAAAAAARg/9vXnfrn-Sws/s72-c/papercages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-9187812215377726565</id><published>2010-12-09T12:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T12:56:32.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TQvOUbmozEI/AAAAAAAAARo/kO4P7euMgEY/s1600/heartwomb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TQvOUbmozEI/AAAAAAAAARo/kO4P7euMgEY/s1600/heartwomb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sono la quiete che il movimento attraversa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-9187812215377726565?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/9187812215377726565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/9187812215377726565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/12/danza.html' title='Danza'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TQvOUbmozEI/AAAAAAAAARo/kO4P7euMgEY/s72-c/heartwomb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-7142101584790243503</id><published>2010-12-09T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T11:40:21.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Creatures</title><content type='html'>If art was a place it would be the deep abyss of the ocean;&lt;br /&gt;If it had any aim it would be to surface its creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TQu8PvcfbRI/AAAAAAAAARY/s24zYiWzwOE/s1600/22deep-600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TQu8PvcfbRI/AAAAAAAAARY/s24zYiWzwOE/s320/22deep-600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-7142101584790243503?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7142101584790243503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7142101584790243503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/12/deep-creatures.html' title='Deep Creatures'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TQu8PvcfbRI/AAAAAAAAARY/s24zYiWzwOE/s72-c/22deep-600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-8158376131602288849</id><published>2010-06-10T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T13:07:14.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Fugitive Moments - one musician, one dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TBFFK9487-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/Eq8FYORcaHQ/s1600/fugitivemoments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TBFFK9487-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/Eq8FYORcaHQ/s320/fugitivemoments.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238276201050082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A durational performance of experimental music and dance. People are welcome to come and go at any time during the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th of July form 3pm till 5 pm&lt;br /&gt;at the Zed Shed, Jubilee Wharf, Penryn&lt;br /&gt;£4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-8158376131602288849?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/8158376131602288849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/8158376131602288849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/06/fugitive-moments-one-musician-one.html' title='Fugitive Moments - one musician, one dancer'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/TBFFK9487-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/Eq8FYORcaHQ/s72-c/fugitivemoments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-8361775128719620237</id><published>2010-05-03T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:28:44.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><title type='text'>In the silence of an opening flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S98_vbuAXLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Mrye3V9127c/s1600/silence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S98_vbuAXLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Mrye3V9127c/s200/silence.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467158556778192050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to invite you to the event 'In the silence of an opening flower' - an open workshop of Improvised dance on the 15th of May from 4.30pm until 5.30 at the Zed Shed, Jubilee Wharf in Penryn, Cornwall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be an informal sharing event and you are welcome to come and witness our work and the visual material we've produced during our monthly workshops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-8361775128719620237?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/8361775128719620237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/8361775128719620237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-silence-of-opening-flower.html' title='In the silence of an opening flower'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S98_vbuAXLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Mrye3V9127c/s72-c/silence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-3875998714126135016</id><published>2010-04-05T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:36:00.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiku Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S7pJjO2GTGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/m1IbSeZiGjw/s1600/haikudance.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S7pJjO2GTGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/m1IbSeZiGjw/s400/haikudance.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456754768142027874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-3875998714126135016?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3875998714126135016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3875998714126135016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='Haiku Dance'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S7pJjO2GTGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/m1IbSeZiGjw/s72-c/haikudance.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-3050950890363842406</id><published>2010-03-26T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T07:32:45.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Dance Research Lab - Meeting the Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S6zE9m2NMFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/O8mDelMcLOc/s1600/meetme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S6zE9m2NMFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/O8mDelMcLOc/s200/meetme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452949811517796434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Through specific tasks and working predominantly in couples and groups formations we will experience and have insights on what is ‘other’ from us: other bodies, other energies.&lt;br /&gt;We will work indoor as well as outdoor in Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th April 2010, from 1.30pm until 5.30pm in Devoran Village Hall, Truro, TR3 6PN, Cornwall, UK. Cost: £25; £20 (unwaged, students).  Booking and info: Stella on 07963 250310 / 01726 883862 / s_stella@hotmail.co.uk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-3050950890363842406?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3050950890363842406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3050950890363842406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/03/dance-research-lab-meeting-other.html' title='Dance Research Lab - Meeting the Other'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S6zE9m2NMFI/AAAAAAAAAP0/O8mDelMcLOc/s72-c/meetme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-7956627982835865479</id><published>2010-02-23T01:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T01:50:39.911-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Dance Research Lab - BODY STATE- Penryn, Cornwall, 20th March 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4Okm0GeBUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/P9p5zvOznn4/s1600-h/stella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4Okm0GeBUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/P9p5zvOznn4/s200/stella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441373761521452354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Body State' - In this workshop we will experience the organic roots of body movement. We will aim to go beyond the usual fixed shapes and habits that characterize us and explore the fine line which divides a familiar position from an unpredictable unfamiliar one. We will challenge our coordination structure and slow down the body usual pace to find heightened awareness and other ways of being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th March 2010, from 1.30am until 5.30pm @ the Zed Shed in Penryn,  &lt;br /&gt;Cost: £30; £25 if booked by the 6th of March; £20 (unwaged, students).&lt;br /&gt;Booking and info: Stella on 07963 250310 / 01726 883862 / s_stella@hotmail.co.uk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-7956627982835865479?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7956627982835865479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7956627982835865479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/02/dance-research-lab-body-state-penryn.html' title='Dance Research Lab - BODY STATE- Penryn, Cornwall, 20th March 2010'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4Okm0GeBUI/AAAAAAAAAOU/P9p5zvOznn4/s72-c/stella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-5175125254131893716</id><published>2010-02-22T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:30:17.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revolt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><title type='text'>Photographic Impressions by Lena Dobrowolska</title><content type='html'>Lena, a third year Photography student at the University of Falmouth, attended my last research lab 'The Origins of Movement - exploring senses and perceptions'. I've asked her to record her own impressions of the experience through the media of photography and video.&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of the material she produced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OnYaYu7UI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Ys_PozJ231E/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OnYaYu7UI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Ys_PozJ231E/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441376812635450690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OnX7k5tdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/o28_1Yq_nZo/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OnX7k5tdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/o28_1Yq_nZo/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441376804364989906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OnXqkMLnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/g5f_DT-ABYY/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OnXqkMLnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/g5f_DT-ABYY/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441376799798603378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OnXAwC46I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZKyzP7C0_tA/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OnXAwC46I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZKyzP7C0_tA/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441376788574036898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-624ccc88cbda52a6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D624ccc88cbda52a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333838615%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F9057A75299E6E07B9B58FCBCD76BD708514A8E.74A86DA0345662D9CEE8386ADA82BDC39EC4EF7B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D624ccc88cbda52a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSKNU7FuQRFkMc325lYx1Ufxf7Xs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D624ccc88cbda52a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333838615%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F9057A75299E6E07B9B58FCBCD76BD708514A8E.74A86DA0345662D9CEE8386ADA82BDC39EC4EF7B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D624ccc88cbda52a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSKNU7FuQRFkMc325lYx1Ufxf7Xs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-5175125254131893716?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/5175125254131893716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/5175125254131893716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/02/photographic-impressions-by-lena.html' title='Photographic Impressions by Lena Dobrowolska'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OnYaYu7UI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Ys_PozJ231E/s72-c/DSC_0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-7771166447218217938</id><published>2010-02-21T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T02:27:21.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revolt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><title type='text'>Still images from 'Submerged' by Lena Dobrowolska</title><content type='html'>During the  workshop Lena experienced a feeling of '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being submerged in water&lt;/span&gt;'. Following the workshop she produced a video to go over that experience again. Here some still images from the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OrwYYq8tI/AAAAAAAAAPc/24vjyUC_rTc/s1600-h/DSCN1950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OrwYYq8tI/AAAAAAAAAPc/24vjyUC_rTc/s320/DSCN1950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441381622461690578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OrwkEaMvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zP1NMxzx2ek/s1600-h/DSCN1948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OrwkEaMvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zP1NMxzx2ek/s320/DSCN1948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441381625597932274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OrvliHsYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BuYDiXNMQjk/s1600-h/DSCN1955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OrvliHsYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/BuYDiXNMQjk/s320/DSCN1955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441381608811114882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OrvXd_eaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/BtEmpPuTebI/s1600-h/DSCN1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OrvXd_eaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/BtEmpPuTebI/s320/DSCN1961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441381605035702690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4Orux7IMyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/JBd5wkjfd_I/s1600-h/DSCN1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4Orux7IMyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/JBd5wkjfd_I/s320/DSCN1938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441381594957361954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-7771166447218217938?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7771166447218217938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7771166447218217938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-images-from-submerged-by-lena.html' title='Still images from &apos;Submerged&apos; by Lena Dobrowolska'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S4OrwYYq8tI/AAAAAAAAAPc/24vjyUC_rTc/s72-c/DSCN1950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-2637104418343446811</id><published>2010-02-20T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:03:39.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>Exploring senses and perceptions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(R)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tastes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sensations&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Laughter&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Clapping&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Feeling on face&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Combing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Repeating&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Balancing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Learning&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Up, down, side to side&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(S)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Orange eyelids.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Orange and black. The colours of street-lit world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The sound of a horse. The promise of its feel.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Under the protective bell of a tree&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A fright. Recoiling from the sensation of a wet nose of moss growing. Alive. A fear of how it, in its aliveness might react.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And at the water’s edge...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where first fingers, and then palms were emerged. Icy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is this a puddle?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A river?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Or the sea?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can I swim?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(H)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sounds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;- awareness outside &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;More centred in body.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;-trying- to feel with feet and with hands the surrounding.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;More in the present.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aware of processes and textures.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sun on skin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A little anxious about where going&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being led in the dark.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(A)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shaping my body to shapes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Breaking away&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Looking for Rachel&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reassurance of Rachel&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wind lifting my air&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Turning to sun&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whistle&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hardness of manmade object. No smell.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;bikes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Balancing birds &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cracking point&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Snagged on bramble.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tangle chaos of leaves&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Twisted wire&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rough gravel underfoot&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Acoustic. Making sounds with objects.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(G)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tension in my neck and shoulder. Very strong particularly on the left side. More pronounced shoulder. Trust was a big issue – trust in the person guiding.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;More aware of the sounds around me than the touch of objects. Also very aware of my close proximity with people other than my guide. Wanted to gravitate to the passing horse and touch it. Very aware of uneven ground whenever we went on it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(L)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Following the sound&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Texture under my feet&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Confidence&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Projection of things I’ve already seen (streets, trees, seaside).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sense of distance defined by level of sound.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No thoughts or memories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-2637104418343446811?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/2637104418343446811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/2637104418343446811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/02/exploring-senses-and-perceptions.html' title='Exploring senses and perceptions'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-5173464247078926641</id><published>2010-01-23T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:14:44.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>A journey through gravity and space</title><content type='html'>(A)&lt;br /&gt;Stillness- Alone   Than flowing together in this space – briefly&lt;br /&gt;    Than ALONE again&lt;br /&gt;Individual rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G)&lt;br /&gt;Weight. I can feel the weight of my body. It so needs support. It is tired of having no support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach--------------- I reach out and yet feel frustrated because what I reach for  is always just out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internal space can be so claustrophobic. We feel hemmed in. Our mind does this to us because it’s all it knows.  Space can free us. Exposing our vulnerability is fearful and space can free us to be what we want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space------- I want my freedom and I want to be connected. Freedom can be fearful and yet freedom is what I want. Confusion over freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(M)&lt;br /&gt;Gravity work.&lt;br /&gt;Inertia + momentum&lt;br /&gt;(from stillness to movement)&lt;br /&gt;The more I moved the longer it took to get back to a deep feeling of stillness. Using the breath out helped to bring back to stillness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senses of spaces:&lt;br /&gt;• 3D mapping (mathematical , distances)&lt;br /&gt;• Relationships, meanings, Emotional mapping/sensing of space – pathways, directions, lines of energy&lt;br /&gt;• Visual + sensory – light, sound, contact, air on skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(S)&lt;br /&gt;Space&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like the surfaces of the body are massaged by space.&lt;br /&gt;Thick air. Warm air.&lt;br /&gt;Spaces inside the body. &lt;br /&gt;Opening. Carrying your home. &lt;br /&gt;Being comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of contact with the floor pours liquid. Gravity draws the body to itself. Encourages the pouring and gives the body momentum from which to move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-5173464247078926641?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/5173464247078926641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/5173464247078926641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/01/journey-through-gravity-and-space.html' title='A journey through gravity and space'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-6139340654325809226</id><published>2010-01-06T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T01:50:28.963-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Dance Research Labs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S0Uc-rb7kFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7bNHz3VM4oA/s1600-h/PICT0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S0Uc-rb7kFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7bNHz3VM4oA/s320/PICT0248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423773189374971986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Research Lab&lt;/span&gt; is a creative space open to adults with an interest in working with the body and movement. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No previous experience is needed&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it does not matter how well you perform something but how willing you are to take risks and explore the unfamiliar&lt;/span&gt;. We will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;investigate, experiment, study and re-deiscover the body, movement and dance&lt;/span&gt;. The work will inform your everyday life as well as your artistic practice. I propose areas of work aimed at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;meeting yourself&lt;/span&gt;. Participants are encouraged to respond to the stimuli offered with their own considerations, thoughts, stories and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two Research Labs offered are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Origins of Movement – a journey through gravity and space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29th November 2009&lt;/span&gt;, from 10am until 2pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Devoran Village Hall, Quay Road, Devoran, TR3 6PW, www.devoranvillagehall.org.uk (See map for directions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will begin with a warm up aimed at increasing strength and flexibility through stretching exercises. We will use experiential anatomy to enhance body awareness and to tune up the body/mind. Gravity and space will be explored through dynamic exercises (in solo, duet and group combinations) as background factors for movement. A last part is dedicated to improvisation and creation, using the material recorded during the session as a stimulus for physical actions/movement and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Origins of Movement - exploring senses and perceptions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6th February 2010 from 10am till 2pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devoran Village Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;warm up&lt;/span&gt; to increase strenght and flexibility through stretching excercises is followed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;experential anatomy&lt;/span&gt; to enanche body awareness and to tune up the body and mind. We will work with the senses to explore the r&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aw flow of external and internal sensations&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through movement and image-based work&lt;/span&gt; we will ackowledge how these are bound to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perceptions&lt;/span&gt;. A last part is dedicated to improvisation and creation, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inhabiting the impressions recorded&lt;/span&gt; during the session for physical actions/movement and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost: £25; £20 (unemployed, students)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to bring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Warm and comfortable clothes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yoga mat if you prefer to use one during the stretching;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a pen and notebook;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- drawing material if you have your own (don’t worry if you haven’t coloured pencils and papers will be provided);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further info please contact Stella on s_stella@hotmail.co.uk or 07963 25 03 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-6139340654325809226?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/6139340654325809226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/6139340654325809226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2010/01/dance-research-laboratories.html' title='Dance Research Labs'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/S0Uc-rb7kFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/7bNHz3VM4oA/s72-c/PICT0248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-3837533224434989270</id><published>2009-05-22T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:01:54.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Creative Dance Movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShanApMwcSI/AAAAAAAAANk/axpgB2ij9z0/s1600-h/DSC_3476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShanApMwcSI/AAAAAAAAANk/axpgB2ij9z0/s200/DSC_3476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338638037795500322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 week Creative Dance course is on Mondays starting the 21st September through till Monday 26th October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truro Town Hall, 7.30pm-9.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes aim to enhance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b face="arial" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;body awareness&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;by achieving a more efficient connection between mind and body in movement. Alongside developing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b face="arial" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;flexibility, balance, strength and postural alignment,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; the work also offers the tools to explore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b face="arial" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;creativity and imagination&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;through body and movement. There will be a focus on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b face="arial" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;structure and function of the body&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;. We will use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b face="arial" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;metaphorical imagery&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; to inform our bodily explorations. The course is open to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b face="arial" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;all levels of experience&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; and is also designed for those wishing to investigate their embodiment adding another dimension to their regular dance or fitness routine. Classes are structured as follow: an initial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;warm up&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;to prepare the body to the work, which includes relaxation, stretching and body alignment; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;dynamic exercises&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; in solo or in pairs to explore the relationship with the surrounding (space/others); a last part dedicated to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;dance improvisation&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;, a process that leads to creative expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further info and to book a place email: s_stella@hotmail.co.uk, phone: +44 (0)796 32 50 310, +44 017 26 88 38 62&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-3837533224434989270?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3837533224434989270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3837533224434989270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2009/05/creative-dance-movement.html' title='Creative Dance Movement'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShanApMwcSI/AAAAAAAAANk/axpgB2ij9z0/s72-c/DSC_3476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-4719656383781780938</id><published>2009-01-28T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T02:43:11.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>Dancers</title><content type='html'>As dancers, we have came forward very strongly in the last twenty or thirty years on a very intuitive and kinesthetic thread, I feel it's imperative now for me to engage in understanding how it is that we relate with our history and how things have happened, how we take our place in a very complex society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simone Forti interviewed by Claire Hayes.&lt;br /&gt;'Dancing in Earth Context', &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Contact Quarterly&lt;/span&gt;, Vol XII, No 2, Spring/Summer 1987, p.10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-4719656383781780938?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/4719656383781780938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/4719656383781780938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2009/01/dancers.html' title='Dancers'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-2613533618868662346</id><published>2009-01-25T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:10:49.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><title type='text'>Space</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a Place        where breathing Aria     and Moving Limbs               was a Prayer      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Release' - a Sigh          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking pipes was Special Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going&lt;br /&gt;Round and round         and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marking the landscape                               and Pointing infinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collapse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non judging being&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-2613533618868662346?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/2613533618868662346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/2613533618868662346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2009/01/space.html' title='Space'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-4468154505405539929</id><published>2008-10-15T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:44:44.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/SPW6YIGShVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rx4OgOseM_I/s1600-h/pic-salgado-ladders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/SPW6YIGShVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rx4OgOseM_I/s400/pic-salgado-ladders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257313063678412114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..thanks to the men, women and children who sewed my clothes. thanks to the bakers who made the bread I eat and the farmers who harvested the wheat. thanks to the builders who built my house. thanks to the miners who found the gold my ring is made of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Photo: S. Salgado from WORKERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-4468154505405539929?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/4468154505405539929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/4468154505405539929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/10/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/SPW6YIGShVI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rx4OgOseM_I/s72-c/pic-salgado-ladders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-3343183920082649665</id><published>2008-09-01T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T05:45:46.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>Discipline, body and society</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/SLvk7xDME_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/kxSEFhmrF5g/s1600-h/IMGA0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/SLvk7xDME_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/kxSEFhmrF5g/s200/IMGA0130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241034306805830642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it right for the body to be manipulated, disciplined and invested by social forces in order to create a 'docile body'  ideal for the new economics, socio-politics and warfare of the postmodern industrial age? - Is the body a mechanical 'tool' for society or society is the mean through which we can express a fully functional mindful body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M. Foucault&lt;/span&gt; Discpline and Punish, the Birth of the Prison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J. Krishnamurti&lt;/span&gt; The kingdom of happiness &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-3343183920082649665?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3343183920082649665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3343183920082649665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/09/discipline-body-and-society.html' title='Discipline, body and society'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/SLvk7xDME_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/kxSEFhmrF5g/s72-c/IMGA0130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-1483097322708322557</id><published>2008-05-16T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:43:31.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>Manifesto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To investigate the ontology of the body and the existence of  an organic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;body  freed from social meanings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To search for body memories. Where are the boarders of memories?; going...from the individual to the universal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To search for empty spaces and potentiality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To challenge the concept of time and the parameters of codification in dance and of Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To allow the senses to set the movement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To find sensuality and pleasure in movement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To explore the e-motional body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To acknowledge the 'necessities of the body' and to look at the body, through dance and performance, as a tool for self-knowledge and revolt - that is  a non-violent 'resistance' against the violence and inconsistency of consumerist society which promotes ignorance and immorality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indagare l'ontologia del corpo e l'esistenza di un corpo originario, pre-sociale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricercare al suo interno memorie. Fin dove arrivano i confini di queste memorie?; vagare...dall'individuale all'universale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricercare spazi vuoti e potenziali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sfidare il concetto di tempo e i parametri di codificazione nella e della danza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasciare che il movimento sia dettato dai sensi. Trovare sensualita' e piacere nel movimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riconoscere le 'necessita' del corpo' e attraverso la danza e la performance, renderlo strumento per la conoscenza di se stessi e per l'attuazione di una rivolta - che sia una 'resistenza' non-violenta, contro l'aggressivita' e inconsistenza della societa' dei consumi, che omologa creando ignoranza e immoralita'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-1483097322708322557?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/1483097322708322557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/1483097322708322557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/05/definizioni.html' title='Manifesto'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-7002584644785691399</id><published>2008-05-06T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:51:00.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revolt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/SCRvGRotq1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/5DukeUZk1gw/s1600-h/BodyPart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/SCRvGRotq1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/5DukeUZk1gw/s320/BodyPart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198402023496461138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NON  COMPANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;presenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;“Pane, Amore e  …”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Alessandro Pintus agli  italioti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Si scopron le tombe, si  levano i morti; i martiri nostri son tutti risorti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Inno di Garibaldi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Foto di  &lt;b&gt;Angelo  Ghidoni&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Coreografia e Danza: &lt;b&gt;Alessandro Pintus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Musiche originali: &lt;b&gt;Gabriele Quirici (Perceptual  Defence)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Disegno luci: &lt;b&gt;Riccardo  Frezza&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Costumi:&lt;b&gt; Valentina  Pintus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Sono ormai trascorsi &lt;b&gt;40 anni&lt;/b&gt; dalla performance ideata e  messa in scena dal padre dell’&lt;b&gt;Ankoku  Butoh&lt;/b&gt; nel 1968:&lt;i&gt; Hijikata Tatsumi to nihonjin – Nikutai no hanran&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;b&gt;Hijikata Tatsumi e i giapponesi – La  rivolta della carne&lt;/b&gt;). Un assolo di circa due ore che ha segnato la storia  dell’arte performativa, divenendo un manifesto per quanti del Butoh di Hijikata  si sentono figli. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;La performance vuole essere una &lt;b&gt;eco senza vincoli&lt;/b&gt; di tempo ne spazio,  che si propaga risuonando qui per noi a ricordarci le necessità del corpo e  della natura umana nei confronti del sistema sociale. Una danza che si fa “&lt;b&gt;Cavallo di Troia&lt;/b&gt;”che urla e si impenna  sulla fragilità della modernità e l’illusione del progresso. Un bisogno  tangibile e urgente in questo momento delicato della nostra collettività, una &lt;b&gt;crisi necessaria&lt;/b&gt; a sollecitare un  cambiamento che origina da un autentico &lt;b&gt;atto di responsabilità e  consapevolezza&lt;/b&gt;. Una danza che risuona altresì come un &lt;b&gt;ripagare il debito&lt;/b&gt; contratto con  Hijikata, attraverso il quale ereditiamo il lavoro &lt;b&gt;proseguendolo oltre&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lo spettacolo è una nuova  auto-produzione e avrà il suo debutto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Martedì 6, Mercoledì 7 e Giovedì 8  Maggio 2008, ore 21&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;per la rassegna “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;BODY SHOT, corpo e  movimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;”, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;presso la sala teatro del  RialtoSantambrogio, Via S. Ambrogio 4 – info: 0668133640  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://wpop4.libero.it/cgi-bin/vlink.cgi?Id=dJLTA59rxE7Bz3bk%2BzyRVF6tlyTXGgN65eXvalkHP745i8N3pWq55LC9CgWPTy%2Bm&amp;amp;Link=http%3A//www.rialtosantambrogio.org/"&gt;&lt;span&gt;www.rialtosantambrogio.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; –  info@rialtosantambrogio.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-7002584644785691399?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7002584644785691399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7002584644785691399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/05/non-company-presenta-pane-amore-e.html' title=''/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/SCRvGRotq1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/5DukeUZk1gw/s72-c/BodyPart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-2281733823460563111</id><published>2008-04-03T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:51:37.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>La linearità dell'onda</title><content type='html'>La linearità dei miei arti si trasformò in potenti onde vibranti nel mio intero organismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I was a straight line when in fact I was powerful waves vibrating in my whole organism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-2281733823460563111?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/2281733823460563111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOqEVzAfTF4"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOqEVzAfTF4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Concept and performance&lt;/span&gt;: Stella Azzurra Squadroni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-7086465419750231839?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7086465419750231839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7086465419750231839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/04/anima-extract.html' title='Anima, (2004)'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-4616290778964588391</id><published>2008-03-29T15:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:51:10.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>Zen e Vedanta</title><content type='html'>ESSERE ESTERIORMENTE ATTIVI, INTERIORMENTE PASSIVI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-4616290778964588391?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/4616290778964588391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/4616290778964588391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/03/essere-esteriormente-attivi.html' title='Zen e Vedanta'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-5371050786596590295</id><published>2008-03-29T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:51:02.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revolt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><title type='text'>Revolt#3 - Memorie Stromboliane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-65tx6GxXI/AAAAAAAAADc/femQWP0LDdw/s1600-h/Immagine+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-65tx6GxXI/AAAAAAAAADc/femQWP0LDdw/s320/Immagine+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183284417292322162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-65uB6GxYI/AAAAAAAAADk/IPU42C6aLag/s1600-h/Immagine+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-65uB6GxYI/AAAAAAAAADk/IPU42C6aLag/s320/Immagine+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183284421587289474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-65uR6GxZI/AAAAAAAAADs/elf35k7tjho/s1600-h/Immagine+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-65uR6GxZI/AAAAAAAAADs/elf35k7tjho/s320/Immagine+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183284425882256786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-5371050786596590295?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/5371050786596590295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revolt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><title type='text'>REVOLT#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GJh6GxII/AAAAAAAAABk/57LiFEulEUM/s1600-h/P1010069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GJh6GxII/AAAAAAAAABk/57LiFEulEUM/s320/P1010069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183157350684869762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GJx6GxJI/AAAAAAAAABs/36epgOeHWI8/s1600-h/P1010070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GJx6GxJI/AAAAAAAAABs/36epgOeHWI8/s320/P1010070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183157354979837074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GJx6GxKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5ZAgyhOxIMQ/s1600-h/P1010071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GJx6GxKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5ZAgyhOxIMQ/s320/P1010071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183157354979837090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GKB6GxLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/F5_m471N3NQ/s1600-h/P1010076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GKB6GxLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/F5_m471N3NQ/s320/P1010076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183157359274804402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GKR6GxMI/AAAAAAAAACE/NklWSjUVaF4/s1600-h/P1010077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GKR6GxMI/AAAAAAAAACE/NklWSjUVaF4/s320/P1010077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183157363569771714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dancers&lt;/span&gt;: Sabina Parisi, Francesca Verusio, Tiziana Franceschini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photo credits&lt;/span&gt;: Stella Azzurra Squadroni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Site&lt;/span&gt;: Stromboli 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Event&lt;/span&gt;: Butoh workshop facilitated by Alessandro Pintus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-3139972207609333118?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3139972207609333118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3139972207609333118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/03/revolt.html' title='REVOLT#2'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-5GJh6GxII/AAAAAAAAABk/57LiFEulEUM/s72-c/P1010069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-7614643750683070361</id><published>2008-03-13T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:52:27.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>I primi insegnamenti di Teo - The first teachings of Teo</title><content type='html'>i quattro elementi&lt;br /&gt;RESPIRO, PIANTO, CORPO, CONFORTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four elements&lt;br /&gt;BREATH, CRY, BODY, COMFORT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-7614643750683070361?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/7614643750683070361'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CPBNekIm0U&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CPBNekIm0U&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Concept and performance&lt;/span&gt;: Stella Azzurra Squadroni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sound&lt;/span&gt;: Matt Davis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-2571035402589172037?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/2571035402589172037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Squadroni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photo credits&lt;/span&gt;: Matt Gough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sound&lt;/span&gt;: Matt Davis&lt;br /&gt;Performance @ Nolias Gallery, London 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R9kvQV_2pBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/T5iJwIwb4yQ/s1600-h/DSC_3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R9kvQV_2pBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/T5iJwIwb4yQ/s320/DSC_3373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177221204468474898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R9kvQ1_2pCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/06mUy6Sqlo0/s1600-h/DSC_3385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-3882708311369953723</id><published>2008-01-26T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T05:56:41.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le rivelazioni di Girofolle</title><content type='html'>Danzo&lt;br /&gt;Danzo nell'oscurità dei meandri nel sogno.&lt;br /&gt;Esploro i ricordi del mio corpo e trovo te.&lt;br /&gt;Ricordi riaffiorano nell'acqua che scorre dolce...&lt;br /&gt;Provo allora a danzare nel ricordo di noi.&lt;br /&gt;Forse posso violare i sigilli del tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Rischio ed irrompo.... e trovo nuove domande....&lt;br /&gt;Dammi una nuova carta così che possa puntare sul prossimo giro! Possa la pioggia purificare....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sento&lt;br /&gt;Provvidenziale la pioggia lascia traccia del proprio sentore organico.... umidità rigenerante. risveglio improvviso... sacro nutrimento. Vortici d'aria benedicono la vista,  risalendo da terra a cielo. Sento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volo&lt;br /&gt;Aria.&lt;br /&gt;Pioggia.&lt;br /&gt;Stridono le ali, trema l'animo in virtù della potenza del vortice. Chiudo gli occhi e trovo pace. Le correnti ascenzionali si offrono come involucro per l'anima. Leggero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogno Lucido&lt;br /&gt;....potersi nutrire di rugiada&lt;br /&gt;  nella violenza della nascita solare..&lt;br /&gt;Cedo il passo al giorno, ma il crepuscolo&lt;br /&gt;accompagna il fluire del sogno.&lt;br /&gt;....l'azzurro sfuma nel rosso del tramonto..&lt;br /&gt;....volteggio inseguendo correnti ascenzionali...&lt;br /&gt;....interrogo la madre... uragani d'amore e&lt;br /&gt;fulmini piangenti mi ubriacano di bellezza..&lt;br /&gt;....il pianeta rivela così la propria natura onirica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(autore: Girofolle&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-3882708311369953723?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3882708311369953723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/3882708311369953723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/01/le-rivelazioni-di-girofolle.html' title='Le rivelazioni di Girofolle'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-8554966549196482371</id><published>2008-01-25T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:54:23.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><title type='text'>WILD WATER</title><content type='html'>I know I am oceanic. I fathom it in other women too. I know we can speak at the shoreline and feel in our depths. I know we  are pervasive. I know we have a capacity for empathy with others as if the seawater within us flows out through our permeable nature, recognizing the boundaries of our own skin. We flow easily into ither minds. even our voices are like waves, the pitch of our voices alters over a month, low-voiced at the menstrual edge, high-voiced at the ovulatory. We hold experiences and memory as water holds th scent of every trickling brook it's passed through. We dissolve, they say, into tears, as if that salty dissolution were a weakness. I cry easily, letting the inner sea out, with women or with ocean-minded men, and it is not  weakness but expression; the sea expresses itself this way. And in our feral state we smell of the sea and we taste of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a man, I might also feel a kinship with the seas- and if I did, I'd relish it. But I can only speak from my own waters, from my own tides, from my own life. I know my mother's mothering was like the sea and she flooded beyond the bounds of her separate self into me and my brothers, and I know that her love was a flowing water that knew no dry borders, for she was not like the sea, she &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; the sea, as she carried us our nine months each, and in our childhoods her motherlove was open silverwater for us three fish to swim in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are tidal in our moods and wombs, the high waters and low waters of mind and body. We are flux, salty blood, tears, tides, waves, ebbs and flows (&lt;em&gt;from WILD by Jay Griffiths&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-8554966549196482371?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/8554966549196482371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/8554966549196482371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-know-i-am-oceanic.html' title='WILD WATER'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-6976687174113461681</id><published>2008-01-25T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:42:38.653-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance works'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophies of embodiment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><title type='text'>DANCE AND PHILOSOPHIES OF EMBODIMENT: BRINGING BODY TO MIND by Stella Azzurra Squadroni, (2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7Ot1mTwfL0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k7Ot1mTwfL0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This essay evaluates how different philosophies and perceptions of the body, mind and their relationship, initiate diverse traditions of performing and training in dance. The historical Western paradigm of mind-body split is briefly examined in opposition to the more organic approach of Eastern traditional thought, which favours integration of the mind and body. Contemporary movement practices, such as Skinner Releasing Technique, Contact Improvisation and Japanese Butoh are explored, especially as they converge on the mind-body problem although maintaining their own recognizable style. The research proposed in this essay is an attempt to understand and explore the role of the mind in dance. Besides, the focus is on an “unusual” state of mind experienced through personal practice in Butoh dance and some dance forms based on improvisation. The relation between this state and the kinaesthetic experience is discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historically Western culture has encouraged division rather than integration. Culture has been separated from nature, art from philosophy, science from religion and body from mind. René Descartes is considered the father of the dominant paradigm which confers to man a dual nature, “a form of psycho-physical dualism in which body and mind are considered to be distinct substances able to casually interact” (Burwood, Gilbert, Lennon 1998:2). The Cartesian thought, aside of setting a dichotomy between the mental and the physical, also considers the “primacy and autonomy” of the first - a theory which was supported also by Christianity, which depicted the mind/spirit as superior to the body. This approach to the theory of mind seems to have gained incredible popularity among the general public, and still contribute to shape popular understanding of the mind and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitions of the mind have always been controversial and problematic. Keith Campbell in his text Body and Mind (1970), considered to be a standard introductory text in the philosophy of mind (Burwood, Gilbert, Lennon, 1998), assumed that the body is a material thing whilst the mind is a spiritual thing. Campbell’s definition of “spiritual” is: “immaterial and capable of mental life” (Campbell 1984:24). He also declares that since the mind is an “object which does not have all the qualities of matter” (19), it is difficult to define. In fact, the mind is non-spatial and is not subject to physical laws. Its elusiveness makes it impossible to investigate with “normal research techniques” (42).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be a reason why at the end of the 1990s, Reductionism became the most popular theory of mind among philosophers. Reductionism claims “that, given two fields of discourse, there is an equivalence of either meaning or reference between the statements of the two fields so that anything explicable in terms of one field is explicable in terms of the other” (Burwood, Gilbert, Lennon 1998:3). This approach tends to understand the mind in physical terms, attempting to use the empirical methods of natural science. It completely rejects the possibility of the existence of a “spiritual” substance, arguing against the Cartesian conceptions of mind. However, these theories “continue to work within a framework of Cartesian categories and assumptions” (21) – that is the notion of the human body as a mechanical system and the mind as an “inner” realm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traditional Cartesian belief of mind/body split and superiority of the mind over the body has had a deep impact on Western culture. It could be argued that this belief has contributed to the development of the rational, analytical aspect of the mind; on the other hand it has provoked an alarming collapse of the intuitive, instinctive aspects of the mind, more deeply connected with body feelings and sensory perceptions. Here “intuition” is defined as a:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   […] psychic organ or means to apprehend reality. It is a synthetic function in the sense that it  apprehends the totality of a given situation or psychological reality. It does not work from part to whole -- as the analytical mind does -- but apprehends a totality directly in its living existence(Assagioli in Skinner, Davis, Davidson, Wheeler, Metcalf 1979, www.skinnerreleasing.com).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “primacy” of the rational mind over the physical body has been supported also by Christianity. A strict policy of control of the natural forces of the body, like sexuality and emotionality, has been applied over the centuries because “flesh” was “seen as weak and sinful and in need of strict control and regulation by the mind” (Brown in Shilling 2000:55). Furthermore, emotional impulses and affection became “rationalized” and controlled also through the “civilization process” (Elias in Shilling 2000:151). According to Elias, the “civilization process” could be described as a phenomenon witnessed in the passage from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance, characterized by profound social behaviour changes (in Shilling 2000). During this period people started “defin[ing] their embodiment in opposition to everything they [felt was] animal or natural” (Shilling 2000:156). The natural functions of the body were seen as “disgusting” and “hidden away in back-regions” (156).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 1970s, when social constructivist theories took over, a very radical view about the body was proposed and any connection between the body and nature was severed. These theories argue that “the natural is the construction of the social” (Shilling [1993] 2000:81) and that the body is already “culturally mapped; it never exists in a pure or uncoded state” (Fuss in Shilling 2000:81). Sociologists, such as Foucault and Bourdieu, have discussed that the body is always invested by social forces and shaped by social meanings. Furthermore, the body is controlled and manipulated, firstly by society, through rules and regulations, secondly by the mind, as a result of the internalization of codes of social behaviour. According to these theories, as Shilling suggests, the body is believed to be a passive, inert “stuff” entirely dominated and marked by social experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These arguments, however, stand out when associated to the work developed within the Japanese Butoh scene. Kazuo Ohno, one of the internationally acclaimed founders of this practice, claimed: “as long as the body maintains an existence marked by social experience it cannot express the soul with purity” (Ohno in Viala and Masson-Sekine 1988:94). A similar idea was explored in a Butoh workshop which took place in London in 2006, facilitated by the Butoh dancer Atsushi Takenouchi. During the workshop students were asked to move as if society would have never taught them how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Butoh is suggested that the body possesses an “unconscious” existence, hidden underneath the layers imposed over it by society or that part of the mind, itself influenced by society. In relation to this, the dancer and professor Sondra Fraleigh has argued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is natural and what is [culturally] acquired are in perpetual relation. In terms of human movement, nature is by no means just the passive surface on which culture plays(Fraleigh 2004:54).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butoh dance through the technique of the “corpse”, introduced for the first time in dance by Tatsumi Hijikata founder of Ankoku Butoh, tries to discover and express the natural, organic body. The “corpse” is the body freed from every-day physical habits and trainings, in order to regain and express its own forgotten essential nature and spontaneous movement. The exercise of moving as if society would have never taught how to do it, could connect the dancer with a source of movement which is closer to natural and physiological impulses than to acquired stereotyped physical actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Butoh the body is not an instrument of the creative mind, but it spontaneously composes a dance which is the result of an interplay between what is recorded onto it (physical memories, acquired habits, socially suppressed instincts) and physiological impulses. Nevertheless, these “awaked” memories, performed in form of kinaesthetic and physical dynamics, are not only individual/biographical but also collective. This means that the body as “matter” possesses also deep memory of the whole cosmic order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first started training in Butoh dance in 2003, with the Italian Butoh teacher Alessandro Pintus, my understanding of the body and dance changed considerably. Dance was not fixed in shapes and the traditional five arms and legs positions were substituted by the assumption that there are infinite possibilities for the moving body. Each infinitesimal point of space outside the body was significantly valid. Each parts of the body (internal or external) could effectively dance. The body was studied not only in terms of muscles strength and external lines but as a more complex biological and psycho-physical system. My experience of this work was that of witnessing an unfolding of new movement patterns and a deeper awareness of my embodiment, which consequently led me to a fresh understanding of my mind and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept of “body” can, in fact, be subject to different interpretations. Susan Foster has written about how different characterization of the body produced different ways of moving and dance styles. She identified the dancer’s body as “a medium for displaying ideal forms” as in Balanchine’s work, as “bones, muscles, ligaments, nerves, etc.” in Cunningham’s, or as “a fluid aggregate of cells” as conceived by Debora Hay (Foster in Novack 1990:31).  In Contact Improvisation, a dance form developed in America in the 1970s, the body is an “intelligent practitioner of the art” (Novack 1990:185) and “thinks faster than the mind” (Woodberry in Novack 1990:182). Its movement is not shaped by “ideas (mind) separated from body” (Novack 1990:185) but “follows natural forces, such as gravity and inertia, and it get lost in the forces” (Stark Smith in Novack 1990:181). In other words the body “is nature” (Novack 1990:184).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either Butoh or Contact Improvisation identify the body as part of nature, in fact nature itself. Therefore, it could be argued that their understanding of the body conflicts with social constructivist theories. In both practices, dancers attempt “to match” the body rather than to master it. In other words dancers follow the subtle energies, impulses and sensations of the body rather than training to control them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this common starting point, however, these two dance forms ascribe different meanings to “nature” or “body as matter”. This different understanding is possibly due to the fact that they have been originated in two diverse cultures. For instance, Japanese phenomenology of the body, as developed by the philosophers Ichikawa Hiroshi and Yuasa Yasuo, claims that body is “spirit” (Fraleigh 2004). Alongside, the Butoh dancer Akira Kasai in an interview with Fraleigh stated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the understanding of matter between East and West is entirely different. In the West, matter is body. In the East, there is ultimately no matter. Dancing spans from the body of matter to the nonmaterial larger body(Kasai in Fraleigh 1999:234).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasai sustains that a specific awareness of the body and its senses and how senses change during the dance, it is an essential feature for dancing. Furthermore, he insists that “when the senses change, consciousness changes, and the physical body itself changes […], matter changes”(233).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butoh dance, almost mystically, expands the possibilities of the mind/body entity beyond the human, asserting that it is possible to embody (to become/to identify) other objects and energies, such as plants, animals, natural or supernatural forces, archetypes and mythical characters, in fact everything that comes from the universe and unconscious world. “Identification” means a shift in the consciousness (which is a quality of the mind) and since they are conceived as integrated, the physical body as well undertakes a physiological change. This identification allows the dancer to experience different states of being and of moving from that of human. In relation to this, Kurihara Nanako, who trained extensively with Ashikawa Yohko, a former student with Hijikata, wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dancers can then “reconstruct” their bodies as material things in the world and even as concepts. By practicing the exercise repeatedly, dancers learn to manipulate their own bodies physiologically and psychologically(Nanako [1988] 2000 in www.jstor.org).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not surprise in postmodern times to find a multiplicity of opinions around the meaning of “nature” and “body”. François Lyotard argued about the heterogeneity of postmodern times, where a mix of identities, realities and gender roles coexist together. He maintains that the Western dominant worldview, supported thus far by science or religion, has been substituted by a fragmentation of beliefs and an emergence of diverse subcultures (Powell, 1998). Some of these have been influenced by the proliferation in the West of Eastern philosophies and practices such as the Hard Martial Arts, T’ai Chi Chuan and Yoga. The spread of the Eastern traditional thought, for its different approach towards reality, has contributed to undermine pre-existent Western ideas favouring the birth of new or assorted beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eastern thought has been identified by Cynthia Novack as a strong influence in the development of dance forms such as Contact Improvisation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since the ‘50s, Eastern philosophies have been of particular interest to many American intellectuals and artists, often because they have seemed to offer an alternative to existing European and North American models of art. By the ‘60s, Zen conceptions of acceptance of nature rather than mastery over it also coincided with some people’s rejection of America’s ecological attitudes and political policies. Zen was seen as an antidote to competitive striving and struggling, characteristic of capitalist society(Novack 1990:184).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one hand, mainstream Western culture has never completely accepted these imported ideas, supporting a sceptical attitude, in an attempt to demystify them, especially through the media. On the other hand these new ideas became instead the foundation of more marginalized dance practices such as Contact Improvisation and Skinner Releasing technique in 1970s America. The concept of “non-doing” and not forcing the movement, for instance, (Zuzuki, D.T. in Herrigel [1953] 2004), as practiced in Zen spiritual philosophy and physical trainings such as T’ai Chi and Aikido (Horwitz, T. and Kimmelman S. with Lui, H.H 1985; Novack 1990), inspired new physical explorations in the West. This new kinaesthetic dynamics lie on “let, allow, release rather than on get, achieve, take, put” (Ryan in Novack 1990:182) as in more classical Western dance forms such as ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, although Contact Improvisation has been largely influenced by the Japanese martial art of Aikido, a Western secular approach to the body is still present in this work. In Contact Improvisation the body is believed to be responsive and intelligent and “acting best and most correctly with the least amount of conscious will or intention possible”(Novack 1990:184); aside this clear Zen influence in the practice there is no space for the “spiritual” and “inner psychological realm”. Steve Paxton, founder of Contact Improvisation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[…] tried to shed the concept of a psychological domination of the body by the inner soul expressing itself through movement. Along with others, he posited the body as a sign in itself, replacing the image of the body dominated by an expressive inner self with the responsive body – mindful, feeling-filled, and physical(Novack 1990:188).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This secular approach, as expressed by Paxton, however, suggests that the ‘mindful, feeling-filled, responsive body’ is much closer to a unified ‘body-self’ (Fraleigh 2004: 8) or mind/body entity than to an inert mechanical body, made of flesh and bones. Mind/body integration seems thus achieved. For its ability to feel and for its “intrinsic” intelligence the body is “alive” and responsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paxton’s approach to the body produced a specific type of training which stresses the sensuous experience of movement with an emphasis on raising “kinaesthetic awareness”. Dancers such as Anna Halprin and Joan Skinner or some Butoh teachers have also been working in this direction. Their training draws to the “experience of movement to a much greater degree than on the appearance” (Novack 1990:30), as in more formal conventional dance. Emphasis is on the sensation of movement occurring in muscles and joints, rather than on the “visual experience of one’s own movement” (165).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance Föhn (2007), showed at Middlesex University’s Lakeview Theatre as part of my undergraduate final project, was mostly inspired by these ideas of experiencing the movement and the body. The intention was not of making a “spectacle” but presenting my individuality (my presence/being) and the intrinsic kinaesthetic dynamics of my “body-self” in a specific setting in time and space. For this performance I was working with a movement dynamic based mainly on waves. This felt much more natural, in contrast with the more linear approach of traditional Western contemporary dance. Tensions of the body and sudden impulses were not controlled but manifested. The aim was not that of appearing or showing socially approved aesthetics, but that of presenting my body-self with honesty and with an accepting attitude of what is commonly perceived as “ugly” or “out of control” in Western culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Contact Improvisation a basic skill is that of becoming aware of one’s own embodiment by cultivating a state of awareness of weight and touch. This “’sensory’ preparation” (Novack 1990:152) could be achieved, for instance, by shifting the focus on the body weight and/or on the contact between the skin and the floor whilst lying down with eyes closed. A similar preparation is required in Skinner Releasing. In this practice dancers are asked to lie down onto the floor and to relax bringing awareness to body feelings and sensations. The teacher would than suggest an image, “a mental picture of something” (Langer in Skinner, Davis, Davidson, Wheeler, Metcalf 1979, www.skinnerreleasing.com), which communicates special kinaesthetic information and helps tune with specific parts of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, in Butoh dance “sensory preparation” is essential as well as working with a watchful awareness of each parts of the body, from skin to bones. Working in slow motion and various forms of body massage are methods involved to bring attention to the subtleties of the body and its energetic processes. The Oriental Butoh illuminates the kind of work that is possible to explore when mind and body work in alignment. A regular self-analysis of the dancer’s internal states (thoughts and feelings) and external states (physical posture and activity undertaken at the moment of the analysis) is required during the training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a method to carry on this self-analysis - when the teacher produces a specific sound (for instance a whistle), dancers have to stop and make a check-list of their own internal and external states. They would then log the results of this self-investigation. During intensive workshops (seven days, seven hours per day), the dancer could experience a complete alignment of his or her own internal and external activities, finding himself or herself utterly present to the moment, instead of the more common feeling of doing something whilst thinking something unrelated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sensory preparation”, in Skinner Releasing, is believed to produce “'deep states' of mind, where […] brain waves slow down and [the] journey [is] just below conscious level” (Skinner, Davis, Davidson, Wheeler, Metcalf 1979 in www.skinnerreleasing.com). According to Skinner this deep state of awareness is similar to meditation and “the senses are heightened” (Skinner, Davis, Davidson, Wheeler, Metcalf 1979 in www.skinnerreleasing.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditation is an Eastern mind training which develops a quiet, receptive attitude of the mind. This attitude seems to be in neat contrast with Western culture, more preoccupied with action, doing and controlling (Maupin in Tart 1972). There are different modalities of practising meditation. One of them is “paying attention to the breath and to sensations in the present moment rather than getting lost in thoughts” (Bonadonna 2003 in www.hnpjournal.com). As Ramita Bonadonna, a PhD student at the Medical University of South Carolina, remarks in her medical investigation on meditation to cure mental illness: “paying attention to the breath and bodily sensations rebuilds the bridge between mind and body […], yielding an experience of wholeness” (2003).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The psychologist Charles Tart in the 1970s, in collaboration with his colleagues, undertook a study of the so-called “altered state of consciousness (ASC)” and classified the experience of meditation as ASC. Tart defined an ASC as a “qualitative shift” in an individual’s mental functioning and subjective experience (Tart 1972). In other words, an alteration of the 'normal' state of consciousness “in which [the individual] spends the major part of his waking life” (1). Physiologically, during these states, brain waves frequencies undertake a change, slowing down in the case of meditation and relaxation. Dream and hypnotic states, trance and ecstasy are all considered as ASCs. Although there are various forms of ASCs, they all share some of the same characteristics (1972). In some tribal societies, these states have socio-cultural functions, whereas in Western culture they are disregarded as pathological (1972).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinner’s work through relaxation and mental imagery to achieve a “deep state” that brings “the journey below the conscious level”, suggests an 'altered' way of perceiving the kinaesthetic experience, connecting a deeper level of consciousness with the experience of dance. Mental imagery is a tool to stimulate the imaginative mind and body, suggesting different kinaesthetic and consciousness experiences. Whether in Skinner Releasing the imagery work usually involves one image for the whole body or sometimes two images for two different part of the body, in Butoh the same process is more complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butoh also makes strong use of images and metaphors to inform the kinaesthetic experience. However, in this practice the body could be divided in four parts: head, trunk, arms and legs; for each part there could be a series of ten or more images. An image for each part of the body is given, so the body is moving under four different stimuli. One at the time these images change, until the body is stimulated by four new mental pictures. An overall image could be added. In Butoh these stimuli metaphors expressed by illogical sentences, whereas in Releasing the phrases provided to convey an image are metaphoric but more obvious or logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Butoh training, as originally elaborated by Hijikata, imagery work is deeply connected with language itself. Imaginative words were essential in Hijikata’s creative and training process. Mind being embodied, language was considered as something totally physical, able to induce a specific physiological and kinaesthetic state. His writings were, however, very difficult, surrealistic, and equivocal even for Japanese people. “His sentences are sometimes incorrect according to Japanese grammar”, states Nanako, “he freely coined his own terms […]. Hijikata’s language implies meanings and feelings that logical language cannot convey. [His] writings are both evocative and challenging” (Nanako [1988] 2000 in www.jstor.org). Nanako, recalling his experience on training with Ashikawa, regards the idea of becoming a “twisted wet rug” as totally strange but adds: “[…] in a little I became sensitive to my own physical state of being; I felt freed from my daily self by becoming such a lowly thing on the floor” ([1988] 2000).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “deep state” of consciousness in which the dancer has to commit him or herself to truly achieve the “embodiment”, is combined with physiological (the brain waves slow down through relaxation) and psychological (identification of the self with an object) “alteration”, which provokes an unusual kinaesthetic experience. This state could correspond to a light trance state and therefore it could be argued about its validity and matter of investigation as an ASC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this “trance state” is not about loosing consciousness but, according to the Italian writer and Butoh expert Maria Pia D’Orazi, consciousness becomes much more lucid (D’Orazi 2001). The intensification of sensory receptivity and the imagery work facilitate this state; as a result ordinary mind activity dilutes and the mind becomes more receptive and vigil to react to the most subtle perceptions, be they internal impulses or external stimuli. Furthermore, in this state thought and action are unified. This means that the body acts promptly, instinctively, without the mind interfering or controlling. Body and mind become a unified entity, suggesting that ‘experience of wholeness’, which Bonadonna was referring to when discussing meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This “deep state” of mind/ body integration is not, however, easy to achieve in a performance situation and therefore a disciplined training is constantly required. Weeks before Föhn was shown, I worked with meditation and relaxation. Meditation was useful to help bring the ordinary conscious awareness to a deeper state; however, meditation could also be deceiving. To avoid to focus entirely on the mind and therefore detaching from the body, meditation should be, in fact, body based – that is focusing on breathing and bodily sensations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxation exercises and Skinner Releasing weekly classes also helped to develop an awareness to focus inwards on deep sensory perceptions and sensitive response to imagery. To slow down the ordinary mind activity during the performance, it was also helpful the original music played on stage by the London Improviser musician Matt Davis. This music was meant to create a “physical or psychological space”, as defined by Davis, where the dance could happen. It avoided melodic, harmonic or conventional musical themes and added intriguing sound textures to my dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Föhn was conceived as an improvised dance/music duet within a set structure. Improvisation seemed to be the best means to experience presence “in the moment” with a clear and receptive mind, and to follow a movement dynamic which is unplanned and unpredictable. To feel more confident and prepared to start the piece with a good level of focus, I decided to start on stage and use those minutes before the piece started to reach a state of openness and receptivity. During this time I started to connect with the space around me, inclusive of noises and the energy of the audience coming into the theatre. This approach created a profound connection between me and the environment, working towards integration rather than separation between myself and “the other”. In the initial phase of my performance I had established my presence in the space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night of performance, however, I felt as if it did not work. My mind was still very stiff when the piece started. I was intensely concentrated on my mind alone, in an attempt to calm it, and I forgot to become conscious of my body. Furthermore, that night was the third time the piece was repeated (after the technical rehearsal and the dress run), and it felt as if my mind was trapped within known patterns. I was locked within the rigid form of what has been my initial spontaneous kinaesthetic experience during rehearsals. My mind was not moving with the body. I felt as if the movement was forced and not spontaneous. Therefore, on the second night I decided to change some elements to bring freshness to the piece. I changed my costume and my starting position. The second night worked better in my experience. New movement patterns and sensations aroused. It felt “right”. I had a sense of flowing and “allowing the dance”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept of “allowing the dance” is a characteristic of Contact Improvisation, Skinner Releasing and Butoh. These practices suggest an experience of “allowing” the dance rather than “doing”. During this experience the dancer should have the feeling of “being danced” rather than intentionally making the dance. It is interesting at this point to briefly remind of a feature ascribed to some tribal trance dances all over the world, as they have been studied and reported by anthropologists and psychiatrics. In these ritual dances, it is said that the dancer is “caught” (Drewal in Cooper Albright and Gere 2003:124) by the dance (or by the “spirit” associated to that dance), therefore the dancer is in fact “danced”. Some examples are the Yoruba people dance in Nigeria (2003) or the Tarantella, a ritual dance from Southern Italy (De Martino, [1961] 2002; Bourguignon, 1968).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my experience in the contemporary dance practices discussed in this essay, and anytime my mind is especially engaged in the kinaesthetic process, I encounter this sensation of “being moved”. In relation to this, Novack has observed that whenever the feeling of “being moved” in Contact Improvisation, is interrupted by conscious manipulation, she experiences a “frustrating dance” which causes an “awkward state” (Novack 1990:153), not felt anymore as natural and “right”. I found this statement very relevant to my experience on the first night of performance, when I felt an “awkward” sensation of trying to make the movement rather than letting it happen as instead took place on the second night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An investigation of the mind, body, and their relationship would seem to be fundamental to set forth a theory of dance practice which questions and becomes aware of the kinaesthetic possibilities of the human body as a psycho-physical entity. The contemporary dance practices discussed in this essay have been working towards this understanding, emphasising the organic origins of the body, receptive aspects of the mind and their integration. Through practice these trainings demonstrate their power to incredibly broaden the understanding of one’s own embodiment and the movement potentialities of integrated mind/body engagement. 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Cinque soldi&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;per la pace che non trovo. Sei per una risata a crepapelle. Sette per un bacio. Otto per la vigliaccheria. Stregatto. Brucaliffo. Alì Babbà. Nove per le parole assurde. Dieci... &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;per chi non mi amerà.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Un trombettista di musica gitana che chiede la questua all’angolo della strada. Un vecchio aggrappato alle barriere metalliche di un cavalcavia sopra il raccordo che osserva le macchine correre via. Un uomo in un parcheggio seduto di fronte un minuscolo tavolo di plastica, una valigetta di pelle e una Giulietta anno 76 al suo fianco, due coni di lavori in corso a delimitare il suo territorio. I resti confusi di un uccello schiacciato dai pneumatici sull’autostrada. Pecore che pascolano nel campo arido accanto all’uscita 23 del G.R.A. Il Sole velato di un torrido pomeriggio d’estate alle sette di sera. Cosa hanno in comune? La solitudine e i miei occhi che li osservano.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Un bastone di legno conficcato nel cervello. La percezione di una voce senza corpo. Un mormorio umano amalgamato a rombi di motori. Un trapano che penetra l’asfalto. Automobili che pestano un tombino. Un giuramento. Un tradimento. Cosa hanno in comune? Le mie sensazioni, le mie orecchie, il mio cuore, il mio cervello...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-2710990220902158434?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/2710990220902158434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/2710990220902158434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2008/03/storie-damore-e-danarchia.html' title='Storie d&apos;amore e d&apos;anarchia'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4805838196151636673.post-4593130959024409831</id><published>2007-11-05T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:51:05.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revolt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><title type='text'>REVOLT#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-6-eR6GxaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/y1DxMMeojh0/s1600-h/DSC_3432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-6-fR6GxdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gBE8uUV13Ho/s320/DSC_3435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183289665742357970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-6-fx6GxeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Xk1X6a_HJ_w/s1600-h/DSC_3437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-6-fx6GxeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Xk1X6a_HJ_w/s320/DSC_3437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183289674332292578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dancer&lt;/span&gt;: Stella Azzurra Squadroni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photo credits&lt;/span&gt;: Matt Gough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4805838196151636673-4593130959024409831?l=bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/4593130959024409831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4805838196151636673/posts/default/4593130959024409831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bodyspacerevolt.blogspot.com/2007/11/revolt1.html' title='REVOLT#1'/><author><name>stella azzurra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08946911388640513838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/ShQLUAH0buI/AAAAAAAAAMU/em_Q4gGQ8cA/S220/n716810329_1060387_7170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g2kPqURsssQ/R-6-eR6GxaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/y1DxMMeojh0/s72-c/DSC_3432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
