Practice #2 (from julia)


Day 1

I play the music loud and I dance

Day 2
I listen to the music riding a bike

Day 3
I listen the music in the airport. 10 hours plane.

Day 4
The film premiere. After party: roda de samba. And there the ritual happens.

Day 5.
Recording the performance. But how to perform a ritual that only happens in relation to others?

https://vimeo.com/758533342
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Comments

  1. Ethan PhilbrickOctober 11, 2022 at 9:50 AM

    I like the repetition and difference of this practice -- playing music and dancing, riding a bike, flying, alone, together... I love the video too -- all the circles, the glasses throwing, the arm-wings... I'm curious how you might meditate on the question you pose in Day 5 -- how to perform a ritual that is all about relation when alone with a camera... I wonder how this question might get figured more explicitly in the practice itself; in the dancing, in the filming, in the writing... perhaps some more writing? or different relations to camera and space?

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  2. Julia MuratOctober 13, 2022 at 1:13 AM

    I recorded the airport, but it felt too artificial.

    I thought about recording me dancing in the roda de samba, but I felt it would break the magic - I wouldn’t be dancing in relation to others, since I would be too conscious of the recording .

    I also thought shooting with the movement camera, following the dance, in a closeup - but then I realized that this wouldn’t create a better condition to the ritual happen, it would only pretend to the public there was a ritual happening- and I wish to record a special moment and not to pretend it. (Of course it is impossible since when you bring a camera you are already changing the the moment) but try to follow this impossibility was the reason why I decided to shoot in a large plan, showing the solitude - like Fred Astaire used to do: for him large and long plans were the way to better show a dance.

    Reading you I thought that maybe I should have tried to recreate the “magic” in the solitude. Since there was no relations to others I could have used other tools: like a drug/alcohol, or exhaustion.

    I could also had wrote more about the impossibility…

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  3. Ethan PhilbrickOctober 13, 2022 at 11:05 AM

    yes i feel all of this...altered state and exhaustion are interesting options...

    part of me was very curious about what might happen if you asked yourself to answer your own question, "how to perform [by yourself] a ritual that only happens in relation to others," in film... what filmic possibilities -- impossibilities does that task open up?

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  4. ChipOctober 13, 2022 at 11:26 AM

    thank you letting us witness your moves Julia! love the false ending - fourth wall break ;)

    also curious about collective ritual vs. solo - i originally transcribed my ritual for a group, but then translated it to solo for the blob in case people wanted to try . . .it brings us questions for sure

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  5. Julia MuratOctober 14, 2022 at 12:49 PM

    I think I like the idea of being lonely in the production... if it is to "answer" "how to perform [by yourself] a ritual that only happens in relation to others" in the sense that a camera-person is already someone (dancing with?) but then what filmic possibilities are in that solitude? I will think about it...

    chip, when you changed your ritual to a solo, how did it change the ritual itself? did it change in you case?

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