Is To Be

I performed my first long piece yesterday.
There were little clamplights in all the corners of the room, so it was dim in there, and the black curtains were pulled to cover all the mirrors. I entered in a white tank top, ace bandage, and underwear. I performed a solo where I did a pose on the ground covering and uncovering my mouth how some people smoke cigarettes, and a low knee bend for crotch-shot effect, and crawls where my legs and arms alternated against the ground, and walks where my head weighed closer and closer towards the ground, and I'd catch it, and then it'd drop to the ground. I put on a sweatsuit, and wrapped a big teal blanket over my head, and bent my needs open again slightly. The last part was improvised and everyone laughed. This had something to do with the climax of M'appari, performed by Pavarotti.
The next part was titled Waltz with Emma Sartwell. Another dancer who is a smaller girl with short hair came in on her elbows. Meanwhile I put a bandanna on my head. I picked her up and we stood on one foot for a while, her foot behind her in her hand, mine crossed over my supporting, bent knee. We slow-danced, with her melting gradually down my body. I'm Not Saying by Nico was playing now; both pieces of music were played tinnily by my tape recorder. Emma left shortly.
The last two sections were solos without music. The first was titled No-Swan Pas De Deux and I used the choreography I mentioned making in an earlier post, from the Petipa Swan Lake adagio, but removing the female dancer. (When Emma saw this section in rehearsal, she said she was deeply disturbed and saddened by it, that it was more moving than I thought.) After that, I performed a steady and slightly athletic, manic dance of aloneness, involving squats and planks, scratches of the ground by my toes, walking, a repeat of a pose Emma'd done on the ground with her legs held up in a sideways V, and more walking. The walking brings my head to the ground and it does not touch, then I walk normally, with purpose, then the purpose dwindles, I am close to the audience, slowing, and I stop.

I like this piece and I wish more people could've seen it. It is my hope to make more full length work and my dream to include people from my life, such as my boyfriend and any willing other friends. I think my tendency for the theatrical is ok. I hope friends this summer will make work together.