Deathwatch By Robb White Character Analysis

graphic file , texts and images of jams and activities in 2008



Path 3.6 km
The proposal was to form a group with which we traverse / walk 3.6 km from the city of Santiago practicing Contact Improvisation. The journey began on the bridge Orphans, which crosses the north-south road and ended in Condell pedestrian bridge over the River Mapocho.
were all invited to participate, the only requirement was to attend the previous call which specify the route to go, the approach route, the slogans and clarify all the doubts that arose at that time.

thinking, imagining, writing journey

Path 3.6 is ... in one of his readings, for me ... win / conviction to inhabit the public space, with an unconventional body for this environment ... the fantasy of being able to be in the real, from real fantastic body ... spider-man.

Holding this link to be, with the movement, this "body rhetoric", maintaining that "if magic" is what the project applicant ... here, for me, the substance to sip, the magnifier to put on one aspect to scrutinize this action, this way ... as I hold the attitude of doing, beyond the contact, without going beyond the contact.

Beyond that ... this feeling that I punctured with your question ... ENJOY ... I rubbed against or in favor of the streets of my city ... I was born in this particular habitat, birds, micro, river, ditch, cold, homeless Dictatorship, referendum, consultation and death Pinocchio ... better, I'm floating on the surfaces of my city ... something known to claim. Nico

route from my body
Friday April 25, 2008, between 16 and 20 º º º º º º
... 21 blocks from route 36
Ana Salinas

... ... ... .. inspired by photographs of passers in that world of shadows ... so I set and I was watching with the body sense the invisible space of the group ... I have flash in different places, mainly I remember feelings ... arms and eyes ... steps ... from a jungle
reach the last
unusual place ... ... to privacy, the record ... I'm surprised
floor (somewhat uncomfortable) the flow of pure body
giving the bike
kili transantiago
row behind the middle and advanced
center to respond with my address
ups for another dance down ... I lose
time ... time change
hung a monkey laughs growing stomach ... and promotes the taya
... just rolling through the wall and the bar several steps
I stay with the hem of steps from the post look
finger spray to talk to someone ... I hear the violin

camilo reggaeton coffee with
rebounds legs ... we have lost ... ... estop back we stop. Stakato. . . .
ground swell of bodies ... ... ... ... ... .. dark
my shadow

water and violin sings a woman ... a man sings ... the north ends
jump jump ... uu uu uu uh counterweight hh hhh ss spins s ... gi "
tickle? ... I do not mind someone I know is
right up there, 6 th floor
rodrigo makes contact with it ... laugh ... head to the bench ...
head through the body ... and a lantern

shock impulse ... chok momentum. Ch boost ... ps .. go to take auncaballe
shock boost with the wall

Waiting ... .. seems to be no green light "?
hhhhhh ... lllegada, season, bloating, water ... words, counting ..
withdrawals undertaken ..

place looks better from above the sink, but no,
was right where we were
Grapes ...
Barro way up
My cold hand touch my face ... ... ... and laguatita not so cold .. group hug

(Plazaitalia)
light .. Arco really nice thing was the feeling you get
Light under the feet

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respond
merchandancing

marathon

contact input characters ... from where? .. I follow.

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calling responding


straight or smooth bark? ...
______________________llegada_
smooth ground pool ... body odor ... time ... mapocho
hand ... across the bridge beep

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s return from Orphan riquelme ... on the river of cars

Path 3.6 ... the first 400 meters

I wonder what happens to me with this, as my body responds, I am filled with ideas
But these soon fade ...
I feel like a puppy dog \u200b\u200bin the middle of all these bodies. Amid these dances, this geography ... Start
everything communicates everything happens, I start to feel like live bodies and allowed to become involved ...
Looks and looks not to start a dialogue taking into account the volume, speed and talk to the body as a whole.
The discover a whole and to establish a link and then be part of this ...
start to feel less and less absorbed by the concrete jungle for this atmosphere in which nature is mixed in its most likely with the development ...

dark and I stop, look around a journey of dance, energy meetings
textures looks aromas listen ...
arrived at journey's end and suddenly I passed like a flash back of the head
With all those feelings, I restrain myself, I breathe, I left as a floating ...

Way to the Metro station Baquedano this time singing with Anita.

Yasmin Gigliola Montefusco

Very nice photos and good text, really from a "single action" as this could start thousands of conversations on our assessment of public spaces, how to react when they break our structures, and we could go on and perhaps trying to understand our confusing and twisted minds and social constructions ... Anyway ...

Much love from Valparaiso (or from German Villa to be geographically correct)

Gabriel.




TRAYECTO.CERROABAJO

The city also dances By Diego Gaete Vargas

Street suddenly comes alive and is no longer a mere place of transit. A group of dancers slowly creeps into a plaza, a bench or stairs from the port. For artists (who by the hand of the dancer Florence Martinelli Uruguay have been called "escenalborde" to celebrate the 36 anniversary of the creation of "Contac") the city dances through touch, direct contact they get with the bodies of their comrades and the many objects that are part of our urban ideology . For spectators, a show strange and unexpected moves through the hills of Valparaiso by the contortions and physical immediacy that surprising that both the main engine to continue dancing.

In the "Contac" no limits and no movement is deliberate. The body of a partner can be a platform, a bridge, the addition of a figure only be achieved by hitting back, hands and legs to go with what that moment of shared power succeeds in creating a few seconds. The dancer, too, seeks to catch up with what surrounds him and so shamelessly embraces a pole, jump on an old car or rolling downhill on the hard pavement. All this to the sound of our usual street music: honking, a door opens, a barking dog or the hum of curious pedestrians moving in their everyday look astonished this urban intervention. This is because the "Contac" certainly breaks our natural sphere of security: that zone that separates us from others (people and objects) and to be infringed by a stranger confuses us and causes immediate suspicion. It invades the space. Is the space that suddenly responds and envelops each of the participants of the dance. Thus, an artistic expression that plays with the approach that eliminates the distance and makes direct contact with their main weapon, can be the beginning of a long discussion, a question that leads us to think of our natural desire to measure and limit everything (in blocks, centimeters, private, restricted access areas, in places where it is not allowed to drive) and discover that sometimes the city can take on a life of its own and thus, perhaps, seeking to recover that freedom which slowly We have stripped.

JAM36 HOURS IN SPACE ART Nimiku



Some, not knowing what we were getting into, crossed my thoughts and feelings during the early hours of those 36 ... Article slowly everything, random, stable and progressing ... suddenly a great display of instantaneous and parallel creations ... a dialogue at times chaotic and sometimes with a sense of flow ... keep dancing regardless of exhaustion, was a revealing experience.

The arrival of people who had never seen the astonishment of those who went and came back and we were not expecting and returned to diving, the musical explosion during the two nights, the brotherhood of the most "old" and the availability of space, were great gifts for that day.







JAM integrated dance EXPLORATORY WORKSHOP




blindfold ... all sounds meaning, a landscape to listen ... sometimes trying to recognize who danced, sometimes just enjoying the absence of visual awareness, immersing in the feelings of my skin ... soft, laughter and time stopped.







Jam 24hrs Nimiku art space