Empty space...

I'm sitting in our rehearsal, watching the 'Empty Space' exercise unfold before me. It feels like painting - each person considering their one stroke and then with their body as brush, leaving their mark - not in paint but with themselves. But once they've been made, regret or stasis sets in - there's hesitation, a reluctance to de-construct our bodies and dis-entangle them - or perhaps no one wants to make the first move. It's a stand off...

~ JK