Fortuitous Projections
When I arrived home after work this evening I didn’t know what to do with myself. I decided to walk back into town and go to a café to think of a plan over coffee. I sat there sipping, drawing, reading, and staring out the window for about an hour. I still couldn’t think of something to do. I thought about calling someone. I didn’t bother, I figured everyone was busy. Instead, I left the café to walk around aimlessly. I didn’t get very far because fortuitousness solved my problem of what to do this evening.
A block into my journey, I ran into W. David Powell (go see his show at the Fleming Museum). He was on his way to see Bridgman / Packer Dance at the Flynn. He asked if I wanted to go and I agreed. I read about it earlier today and it sounded interesting. I thought about going but didn’t want to go alone.
It’s odd, I’ve only been to the Flynn twice since I moved here. On both occasions a friend took me to see a dance performance. One of them was Pilobolus and it was amazing to see what the human body can do. I also saw them when I was very small… I mean young, I’m still small. It was at the Flynn of course.
So, here I was again, at the Flynn to see a dance performance. I must admit I’m not really into dance, but I’ll try anything. That’s good because I’ve enjoyed all the shows I’ve seen, especially the one tonight.
What peaked my interest in this show was their combination of dance and video. They had a projector in front of the stage that projected life-sized live and prerecorded videos on projection screens and on the dancers. It was amazing. At times, it was hard to tell who was real and who wasn’t. It was humorous too, like when the woman’s legs were projected on the man’s body.
Video can describe it better than my words: