Relax, es una Oda a una Polilla en sus últimas!
Ode to a dying #moth!
Oda a una Polilla???? Sí, oda a todo eso que en su rareza es bello, que es opaco, opaco por ser habitante de la oscuridad, de la sombra, y por consiguiente tan facilmente enamoradizo a y peligrosamente atraído hacia la Luz.
This week I posted in my stories that there was a new cycle of #FloreriaTime starting, a new kind of attention to bring us together in regards to the concept/approach of #embodiedcreativity. And he aquí un resultado en esta exploracion.
What I mean by a new cycle starting, is a new cycle of my own red moon. En otras palabras, I will be looking mindfully and intentionally at the own rising and decaying of my #redmoon energy while becoming more attentive in how to engage with your particular interests in following my own creative and embodying process. Thus, the posts in my stories about awarenes in relation to em.bodying in relation to: breathing: in relation to trauma: in relation to technology: in relation to work: in realtion to war, in relation to cosmologies: in relation to gender, in relation-context to what goes on when I am in the process of creating my visual-movement pieces.
So stay tuned, because I embody creativity as a never ending journey of mixing media, of mixing languages as you see it in this piece; a journey about how I weave visual-movement to ride myself over the expected-unexpected landing, like, for example, with this piece, a "vane" surprise out of "mixing" lighting, timing and movement, una pieza entonces dedicada a ellas, Las Polillas, a todo lo que me genera verlas así, y verme así de vez en cuando, sin Luz lunar-solar, en #eclipsetotal, literal y figurativamente.
Wanna #movefreely, wanna #embodyrythm? Do you want to acknowledge your #desperation and let it flow? Or do you prefer to pound-dance like when your heart is in unexplicable pain, desiring to yield into a familiar nostalgia?
Melissa en El mundo de las Maravillas
Y tú qué haces?