group dynamics

It is 11 pm and it feels like my day has just begun.

Maybe because the final run of 9templegraffiti went phenomenally, in that everything made sense, the dance movements were readable, the chemistry was palpable, and more than everything it was probably the most fun thing I've ever done since I started playing the cello.

Deconstructing fun: We went in blind, and the 3 exploration sessions saw us trying to find our way out of the jungle of knotted bodies, working past the fear/anxiety of playing without a score, and the confusion of having to walk and play and remember our next positions and react to the dancers. The feeling at the end of it, I imagine, was something like coming up for a long drawn intake of breath after resurrecting from the dead.

I don't normally like, or use, the word 'synergy', but at the end, I thought that this must be it. The indescribable third entity that comes out of the friction between two forms, two people, with different ideas of where to go.

I don't know why I'm actually feeling slightly guilty about having this much fun.