'In the east, dragon is originally the combination of more than 20 parts of different animals, with Camel’s head, rabbit’s eye, cattle’s ear, snake’s body, hawk’s claw and etc. It is the representative holistic hybrid creature, which means natural flow of energy. Dragon is a symbol of transformation and metamorphosis: continuous energy flow in nature.'
Semi Ryu, a Korean-American puppeteer with about many whirls round the philosphere has gotten me thinking (no discredit to her, but it's really not hard). Navigating performance studies is a bit like trying to fly that dragon. Today, my arse is sore and I'm not sure whether I'm facing a a camel, a chicken or an egg. Hybridity has manifested in alien sightings, multidimensional beings, great titles. I'm ready to unleash burny words on all who hunt commercial value.
Why puppetry? Why not. Something has to be pulling the strings. And the more I search around, the more I find that there the other philomancers have been busy theorizing links between virtuality and puppetry, and these are the links I am searching for. Plus, I want to go back to Tehran and study... any excuse. Then there are the shadows on the wall, the hammers that extend our powers, and something about avatars... playa names... I dunno. It's still up in the cloud.
As the beginning of the rest of my blog, this post is never going to be able to tell you everything I've been thinking about since the last time I 'blogged' (inverted as my March post was as close to blogging as whistling is to giving head). You'll never read how Tehran gutted me, how much I love churning cob with my bare feet, or just how crazy I went after rubbing liquid yoga all over myself at Burning Man. But it's ok, the (records of) funs start (again) right here...
Zaltash in, Zaltash out. Zaltash shaken all about.
Goodnight. RIP.
P.S. Sorry, but I today I also found Annie Sprinkle, and that is certainly worth remembering. Bit of PhD with your porn, sir?
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