Archive for May, 2011

Nonprofit Hustle Video- Submit Yours Today!

Larissa Velez-Jackson dancing the NONPROFIT HUSTLE, a new dance, created by and for the hustling NYC nonprofit arts community!

NONPROFIT HUSTLE Video for FESTIVAL!* – Movement Research Spring 2011

For dance instructions, visit the FESTIVAL!* website at

The Week Ahead. May 23-29, 2011.

This Week at Movement Research…


Monday, May 23. Movement Research Gala 2011, honoring Carla Peterson and the Original Cast of Trisha Brown’s Set and Reset (1983). Read the rest of this entry »

Video Clips from Movement Research at the Judson Church, May 16, 2011.

Video Clips from Movement Research at the Judson Church, May 16, 2011.

Featuring works by Michou Szabo, Daniele Strawmyre and readySetGO, Mariangela Lopez**, Alex Escalante.

**Movement Research Artists-In-Residence 2009

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No computer access

For the thousands of you that have been following my blog, Ive been on a mini tour to Venice, and now off to Paris, and do not have access to a computer.  However, I will post some blogs about my experiences performing in Venice, collaborating with Xavier Le Roy and Marten Spangberg, ‘perfect movement’ with Salva Sanchez and the deep thoughts brought on by endless Campari spritzers and Negronis just as soon as I’m able.

Until then, New York, my sometimes love, I am beginning to pine for your gridded streets, your coffee with real Half n Half and Bourbon with real bitters, your fast-walkers and electric feel.

Send in Your Video Submissions for the Nonprofit Hustle

The Movement Research Spring 2011 FESTIVAL!* curators invite you to submit your dance video of the: NONPROFIT HUSTLE, a new line dance made by and for the hustling NYC dance community…

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The Week Ahead. May 16-22, 2011.

This Week at Movement Research…


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Thursday May 12, Miguel Gutierrez will sub for Joanna Kotze, 10am

Tomorrow THURSDAY May 12, Miguel Gutierrez will sub for Joanna Kotze’s morning class from 10am-12pm at Danspace Project.

See you there!

12 mm, or, my insides stage a civil war

I spent the early morning hours of Sunday in a Brussels hospital, attached to an IV and awaiting my fate.  One of my, and probably a fairly universally shared fear is to get seriously ill or injured while in a foreign country.  There is little that feels so isolating then to be in a place of complete unknown, both with the personal geography of my body and also in a state of ignorance to literally where I am.

At 4am, I was awoken by a pain so intense in my lower abdomen I was nauseous and shaking, unable to stand up-right, but also unable to curve my spine.  There is nothing like pain to make one closer to animal and less human.  I lost any care for social norms, and began crawling around the floor of the apt, searching for my passport and barely realizing that i needed to dress myself.  I was  taken by ambulance through the dark streets of Brussels, to a hospital of unknown origin, to be cared for by people who don’t speak my language, separated by an ocean from those i love.

I have to say that my body chose a very interesting way of celebrating Mother’s Day- as it turns out-

Disclaimer (the following part refers to body parts in perhaps a graphic manner.  If you are not comfortable with this, or are a right wing fanatic that doesn’t believe in women’s health care, you may want to skip this section)

-as it turns out, one of my ovaries had twisted while I was ovulating, constricting the blood flow and pressing into my various precious internal organs. imagine someone holding your ovaries in their hands (gentleman, imagine your testicles,) repeatedly wringing them out like a wet dishtowel, while simultaneously punching me continuously with tiny lead fists.

Amazingly enough, as the doctor gave me a sonogram, I was still able to have a momentary stroking of my ego, as he told me that he had never seen any one’s arteries so clearly, but because of my “extremely muscular and slim abdomen” (direct quote) my major veins were visibly pumping to the surface.  he was very excited, because, he said, he was actually getting to see anatomy he never gets to see, quote “I’m used to Turkish women with bigger bellies.”  Also during this, my IV began to back up, so that instead of clear solution/drugs running in me, my blood began to run out of me down the tube, and a nurse had to unscrew the connection and pour the excess blood (Mine! I couldn’t help but think) into a bowl. A particularly  stomach churning moment.

I was told that i faced the possibility of immediate abdominal surgery if my ovary had twisted too far.  Oh, priorities.  When I had gone to bed, what I had wanted most was the spicy crepe i would eat at the Sunday market. Now my new priority became avoiding being sliced into like a fish, and having my organs manually reorganized like the finishing touches of an interior designer. (“hmmm, I really sense a better Feng Shui if we just slide this ovary to the left just a little…”)

As it turned out, I am very lucky, and was exactly 12 mm away from needing  emergency surgery.

However, when the doctor asked if I would be doing any physical activity over the next week (im performing in 5 days) I of course said yes.  All though he reassured me and said it should be fine, I can’t help but have this image of my organs swinging helplessly inside me, just waiting for me to make the wrong move, jump, or spin, so that they can collide and tangle themselves beyond repair.

It’s interesting, just to think of this in a dance/creative process context.  In the project I am in with Xavier Le Roy and Marten Spangberg we have been constantly discussing the possibilities of new composition or movement with the manipulation of constraints on context, body, or image.  To me, the last couple days has placed my entire physical, emotional, and mental self into a new context and land of constraint.  I’m accustomed to being able to pretty much make or let my body do anything-im a fairly extreme mover, strength wise, stamina wise, flexibility wise.  I’m used to (and also, I admit, get psychological satisfaction from) putting my body through a rigorous physical practice at some point almost every day.  Now I’m in this place of highly tuned sensitivity to every movement my body makes superficially, and how that is affecting the movement of my internal organs.

In some ways, its very interesting to be paying attention and receiving much more information from my insides than I am usually capable of.  On the other hand, I feel like my physical practice has reached a slightly paranoic level of sensation, sensitivity, and response, that is of course unsustainable.

How do I wrap this up-I guess I’ll just say that the body never fails to surprise.  You just can’t control everything.  You can try, you can feel healthy and strong and invincible, but in the end we are this fragile animal composed of soft and quickly decomposed pieces, that at any moment might decide to stage an insurrection and remind you of their power.

The Week Ahead. May 9-15, 2011.

This Week at Movement Research…


Monday, May 9. Movement Research at the Judson Church.
8pm. 55 Washington Square South.

Featuring works by Sasha Welsh, Ben Asriel, Cori Olinghouse**, Emma Kim Hagdahl
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Video Clips from Movement Research at the Judson Church, May 2, 2011.

Video Clips from Movement Research at the Judson Church, May 2, 2011.

Featuring works by Ben Boatright, Pedro Jiménez & Sari Nordman, Vanessa Justice, Yozmit

Concrete Phantom/Phantom Concrete (work-in-progress)

Cheorography and Performance by Ben Boatright
Sound Credit: U.S. Girls and Dirty Beaches

Ben Boatright (b. 1982) is an artist working in performance and sculpture. He studied at the Art Institute of Chicago where he received his BFA in 2004, and has lived in Brooklyn since 2006. His solo works have been performed at Artists Space, St. Mark’s Church, Port d’Or, and Dixon Place. He performed for choreographer Walter Dundervill at Dance Theater Workshop this past February in his piece Candy Mountain and for artist Francois Boué at Participant Gallery in April for the closing of his solo exhibition Infinite Instant. Read the rest of this entry »

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