Slow slow motion of brown, red bodies
Birds float, fabric on wall
Brown, black braids move, pulse
Ocean birds mating
Gentle washing tides
Sacred water erases footprints
Clean pure water
Sand moved from there to here
Tiny movement, heart beating
Thunder beings talk
Living in the realm of never
Land erupts with loving
Breaking ice moves life
Ice rages, wind expounds
All things change, live, die, live
There is silence inside of silence inside of silence
you carry me
call nothingness into somethingness
creating you into existence
I attended the September open rehearsal of Weave. It was an honor to attend and an act of trust on the part of the artists to open themselves to audience while in the process of creating, forming, shaping, becoming the piece, not yet ready for full production.
Brown, red, black bodies moved with fluidity, filling the space reminiscent of the sand and liquid shifting in sandscape sculptures. There was music and the sound of feet on hardwood floor with a backdrop of visual images that filled the walls. Sitting in the studio I felt immersed in the production as the dimensionality of the whole enveloped all the senses.
Rosy Simas understands water. She understands the human is water. That water is human. That understanding becomes movement in Weave.
Marcie Rendon, citizen of the White Earth Nation. I should have got old sooner. 50over50 Award, 2018. Novel Murder on the Red River(Cinco Puntos Press) won the Pinckley Women Crime Writer’s Award 2018 and the Spur Finalist in the Western Writers of America 2018 contemporary novel category. Why’d I wait so long?
PHOTO CREDIT Matt Mead Photography