Posts tagged "shakedance"
SKÄLVA goes DISCO

SKÄLVA goes DISCO

A SKÄLVA compass for a club night   1. First – Meeting point Sit down, sink into the seats and look out into the space. What is happening? What is not happening? Be silent, look at the facial expressions in the room.   On the way to the next place Packing up. Trying an other...
Morningscore

Morningscore

Movement possibilities in morning rituals. Can we move through them together? How to eat breakfast while dancing? Where: At home, Stockholm When: 29th of February 2012 Duration: 07.15-07.30 Participants; Jenny, Ulrika Archive material:  18 photos, video with uniqe sound recorded and remixed by SKÄLVA.
Expedition to the North Pole

Expedition to the North Pole

When you aim far you will get somewhere. We set out in the evening. The harsh weather didn´t stop us, the snowy wind blew in our faces as we moved forward. We were heading north. Like so many explorers before us. Well prepared. Carrying our supply of food, no sledge dogs. Dressed in layers upon...
The Hall of Dreams and Decisions

The Hall of Dreams and Decisions

Feeling small in this enormous building – growing bigger while dancing. Surrounded by bricks. See a structure, invent a score. Small stones in different patterns, larger stones shapes crossing streets we can follow. Trembling. We walk and we run. How to hold this space as our own. We fall into each other. My head rests...
The Spin of the Well-dressed

The Spin of the Well-dressed

Stureplan. A square in the rich area of Stockholm. Considered rich. With a larger amount of well-dressed people. If you by well-dressed mean similarlooking people in rather expensive clothes and shoes. They know exactly what to wear in formally dress-coded situation and what exact shape of shirt collar to wear this season.   It is...
Two Bodies Longing

Two Bodies Longing

  What do we long for?   Two bodies are twice the amount of bodyparts compared to only mine. It's not simple to grasp. What will we do with four legs, two spines and the ground. Our barefoot feet travels in patterns that only they will record.   I tune in. I melt into the...