[Realism Now!] [Perf Art MAIN page]
The Performed Ceremony
NOTE: After much consideration, i have moved
"path" "journey", "walked art",
etc to the DANSE page -{Path/Walk as danse}-
See also: [Clone]
[Simacrulum]
[Simulation]
[(art) concepts]
[Art MovementsCulutural Markers] (as a part of symbolism)
[Coerced performance]
-[post post-modernism]-
-[Performance, Absurd]-
[Dada]
[Dadaism] (an art "ism")
[Performance frank: Realism Now!]
[Frank's stuff]
[The Performed Act]
[Performed Art]
[The Performed Art Act]
[The Performed Art Technology]
[The Performed Danse]
[Performed Art: Filmed]
[The Performed Performance]
[The Performed Score]
-[Performance Space]-
[Performed Text]
[Performed Theatre]
[The Performed UFO's - including esp and modern physics]
[Performed Web]
[Fluxus]
[Street Art]
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[Interventionist Art]
[Los Interioristas]
[T.A.Z.] (Association for Ontological Anarchy)
(Hakim Bey, chief janitor)
The Perforance Ceremony
(including ritual)
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{Meets and Jambories}
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Intro
Meets and Jambories
A Karate Meet
It immediately strikes how we are sometimes
forced to perform a ceremon not only in public,
but in an impropteau space. -[Perf Space - Formal and Not]-
In this case, a number of local karate
schools were competeing in a (certified)
competition. This was based on both
age groups as well as belt colours.
In this case, the semi-formal aspects of
the "dojo" (training house, but also an
almost spiritual place where the students
gather in seriousness and focus to train).
Each of these performance areas was set
along the walkways. The entire space was
an enormously large enclosed, lighted
and air conditioned space - probably
large enough to hold 50 or maybe even
100 bull basket ball courts. (Apparently
many of areas of Earth (see map) offer
these sorts of ritual spaces for various
purposes; eg, "doll club meets", "scrap
booking conventions" and something called
"gun and knive shows" (which apparently
do *not* include live demonstrations; alas).
But, alas as well; i digress.
In the case above, my kids were in the
meete. And my daughter (slightly older)
to perform first. Yellow Belt (second
from the bottom - traditionally white
is bottom-most, beginner). Each student
was lined up and ready to go. My dauther
was third in line.
And here in comes the point: We as teachers
bring a world of experience to ALL that we
do. For who can say of the vagarieties of
chanse, circumstance, and rain?
The first two students (one at a time) followed
the path (i've shown as RED) and walked around
to the point on the matt opposite the judges.
They then march directly in to the center
of the matt, where they stop and bow to the
Judges and tell the the "move" that they
will demonstrate, they then leave the matt.
Then came my daugther a student of one Master
Cruz of New York. She marched directly to the
side of the matt (i have drawn this path in
blue and labeled it "L"), she then turned
straight to the right, rounded the corner
again smartly turning. When she reached
the edge of the matt, she stopped, bowed
to the matt and then walked onto it, stopped,
stood directly erect and the formally bowed.
And then she spoke, "Masters, my name is
Samantha Sorensson, my master is Mr. Cruz.
I will now perform the shinto-sahn ??name??)".
When she was done, she again bowed slowly
and deliberately, turned 180-about and marched
to the edge, stepped off the matt, turned
360-about bowwed to the matt and judges and
then re-traced path "L".
Needless to say she was the only one from her
dojo who performed in that group, had others
done so, the judges would have learnd of
the gentle and yet strict ways of Master Cruz.
Oddly enough, following her, all of the other
competitors imitated her movements - however
the fact that she and 2 others were younger and
had been placed with the two groups older than
her; something about "time's running out, we
need to combine the groups".
This is odd to me, for if indeed time exists
at all, there seems no shortage of it and for
it turn out the universes would surely, Shirley,
end? me thinks not of time, but only of the path.
Van Ganeep
(guh nehP'')
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