I would like to begin simply, simply standing in place, on my own two feet, some sense of center, breath in and out. I look to my surroundings, colors, the light, the temperature and the smells. And then I look across the way, whatever way that might be, and I see you, well as much of you as I can. We’re creating an atmosphere together, full of gravitas…. or is it light hearted? Not exactly, how can it be, in this somewhat…. unnatural situation?
What is natural, unnatural?.....This is a work in progress. Do you catch my drift?
That’s the phrase I’ve been following, the one that brought me here to this moment, trying to understand more about air and my relationship to it. Of course I know we can’t live without it… back to the breath but when (hand on heart then notice it to do push hand gesture ends with hand on hip) push comes to shove I can’t really feel it or see it.
Drift was commissioned by the Institute at Brown for Environment and Society, as part of Earth, Itself, curated by designed to stimulate conversations and collaborations across the natural and social sciences, humanities and the arts. Written and performed by Wendy Woodson, 2016.