SHAME IS PUNCTUATED BY SILENCE.
WE WILL WRITE A HISTORY OF FORM IN DANCE. THE CATALYSTS OF MOVEMENT.
FROM BODY TO ABILITY FROM EXPRESSIVE TO SENSIBILITY FROM SOCIAL TO REPRESENTATIVE FROM GETTING IT RIGHT TO IMAGINARY TO THE DISPLACEMENT OF AUTHOR.
SHAME IS A HOME YET THE WALK OF SHAME IS MOST OFTEN INDEFINITELY NOT AT HOME. THE WALK OF SHAME REQUIRES A CERTAIN FULFILLMENT OUT OF NORMATIVE FUNCTION. SHAME PRECEDES THE INEVITABLE TRUTH A TRUTH TO COME, LETS CALL IT FRANK.
THE SHAME GLAND HOW EVER EXISTS INSIDE THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE FACE CONNECTING WITH THE CHECK BONE. IT IS SHAPED LIKE A MUTATUS MOTHER CLOUD (ALTOCUMULUS CIRROCUMULOMUTATUS). IT IS A VISCOUS PALE YELLOW SPECKLED WITH BLUEY RED NODES WHICH BARE FAINT STREAKS OF LIGHTING BLUE. WHILST PASSING THROUGH ARE THE FLUIDS OF REMORSE AND HOPE, FACILITATING THE LUBRICATION OF LOVE AND EMPATHY.
MEN MORSE AND QUEENS DIE FEELING PREY PASS OK TELE.
THE DECLARATION OF COMPASSION 1983. – WE HERE ARE KIND CAPTIVATED PARTICIPANTS PRONE THE BLIGHT YET FREE FROM CERTAINTY. MESSENGERS ARE FULL PART IN LULLED HEART, SO TO GIVE FORTH A WORD OF HAPPINESS “DESTROY”, THAT WHICH SERVICES NO MORE, THAT WHICH IT’S ARGUMENT IS ILLEGITIMATE. ACTIVE IN THE QUESTION AND DAMMING IN THE FACE OF ILLEGITIMACY. MOVEMENT SURPASSES AND ACTIVITY GIVES SPACE BUT SUBMISSION ACTS HARMS AND DISPLACES. MAKE SPACE AND DESTROY
by Frédéric Gies and Andrea Keiz
Shame the 5th video of ALBUM (Praticable)
And this week an extra:
McDONALDS THE REFUGE OF THE PRECARIOUS.
This place we come to hate because of its murders, capitalist, unethical ways provides a space late at night, a glowing light of warmth where status is no threat and its mindless ambition becomes a prison we can rely on, it walls are security even for the most insecure.
As McDonalds has been reduced to its simplest function to make profit. To such a degree there can no longer be any empathy for its name. It services and functions in our continuation to screwing over one another. Everything is built to continue even when it is being attacked. An endless supply of worker await to replace the ones that disappear or break, their value placed perfectly balanced between absolute despair and insecure. The managers, CEO’s and shareholders are many arm lengths away without ever having to feel the consequence of their actions or activity, as well as the out sourced and distanced resources, animals caged in unknown lands. Or we could look at the building a furniture itself removable and plastic easy to clean and replace. And the customer provided with low prices, unbeatable hours and stores on every high street. All they need do is wait and business continues as usual 24/7.
McDonalds are reduced to an empty emblem of passing capital, no reason, no value and no importance. Creating a space which means no exclusion. The fact “no one cares” it provides a space for the uncared for. The sad, the lonely, the stupid, the different, the drunk, the sick, the ill, the homeless, the paperless, the beggars, the alcoholics, the drug users, the hopeless, the ugly, the bad, the unprofessional, the unemployed, the overemployed, the unsociable, the old, the young, the slow, the fast, the …
But im not really interested in Mcdonals i’m interested in what it reflects. The places these people can’t go. The complex prison we pass though in and out of, notice and ignore. The places where not everyone is welcome.
This is apart of a series of Reformulation* writings of and around choreography, posting once a week ever sSunday If you have comments you can leave then on my facebookwww.facebook.com/thepersoncalledpeter or my wordpress stillpeter.wordpress.com . Kindness and Sweetness PETER