Janusz Day 23

Old monastery, castle and its ruins, dry land, hot sun, clear blue sky, little breeze, stunningly beautiful surroundings, morning wake up call from a very loud rooster. I see only one colour around me. Something between orange and red but it is not brown. I think that colour describes that particular place and its magic. Portugal, Montemor-O-Novo, Espaco do Tempo. Day 1 (21st in order)

We arrived yesterday, I flew from Poznan, the others (Charlotte, Valentina, Alex and Darren) from London. Since I left London couple of weeks ago I wanted to know what was happening in the time I was away. With printed version of the whole blog I sat on a plane and start reading. I like it when writing is so condensed and detailed. Did not meet Liz or Ellen but seems like you can get to know who they are just by writing. Fascinating!

One thing drew my interest which was a task where everyone was asked to enter the space at 10am and there is no verbal leader. No talking just an activity, anything but without words. In a way I am still interested in stillness in dance. How to move when you are not moving. Is there movement in stillness? Or maybe, how to create a solo dance, a duet, a trio or a whole dance piece where nobody gives any instructions, where artists are not talking while putting steps together. What would come out of it? How this dance will look like?