arts

Blissful dance on the hill

I was on the hill somewhere in  India. The song by Deva Premal – Chidananda was in my head and the surrounding was beautiful. And I started to move.

I had been a dancer/movement artist for all my life. Things stopped when life force me back to my country. I was lost and couldn’t feel the new ground under my feet. Watching myself dance on the hill help realign my self a bit.

After all I still miss dancing with my ex company in Singapore. In other words, I miss my life. But this feeling shall pass. The road doesn’t end. I just made another turn.

The ‘OTHER’ Me project | people in their own world

So now I know that I am my own best friend. And assumably I have more than one best friends in my life. That means I have many selves in myself because I heard more than one sound or one thought talking, discussing or fighting with me – the major me who is speaking now. These friends are with me all the time and always listen to what I say. When I start thinking (or speaking silently), they are there already. Sometimes they just listen, but most of the time they talk back. Sometimes they agree with me, sometimes don’t. The more intense of the disagreement we have between selves, the more clearly we see our other selves.

I started to do the observation. 50% on myself and the other half on other people when they were in their own world. I observed them on a  train, cafe, street etc. I found out that people were in the stage of resting, and clinging with some thoughts (if not handphones or books) almost all the time when they stepped into their own world. Sometimes their eyes were looking far away, but I was not so sure they were seeing anything. Absolutely, if they were not in meditation, they must be thinking of something. When they were there, I guess their minds were not there. They were in some places inside themselves The self conversations always went on and on. The world in front of their eyes became blurry as if the fog of thoughts blocking their view.

And I wondered. Had they ever been aware of the other selves in them?

(to be continued)

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scrap paper : thought and rethought, think and rethink : when people in there own world

  • a motif in representing people in their own world.
  • hands gestures.
  • dreamers.
  • dreams = different places in the space to place the hands.
  • cover the face/eyes with some hands movement.
  • be in their own world. relaxing.
  • raw.

 

 

SITE SPECIFIC | With No Theatre

(This is the short version of the whole thing – 30 seconds only. More to come, of course!)

Before coming to Singapore to work in a ‘proper’ contemporary dance company, I didn’t know what site specific work was. But I did it already, mainly because I had no choice.

What could I do? I really wanted to dance my life out. I was with Bangkok City Ballet company at that time. It was a good ballet company, maybe the best one in Thailand, but it was only a part time job and my soul was hungry for more. I wanted to dance more. However, there was no place for me to really ‘express’.

What could we de when no one wanted to see. No one gave it a shit. It was an absurd activity for kids. It was not a real job. Noe one could earn money from it. Dance was only for being in the background, in a club, for the nightlife. They had never known how hard we worked on our bodies. They had never cared that dance can really transform people’s lives. And it had already transformed us. We dedicated our lives for it but in the end there was no stage to express our passion and tell the world that ‘DANCE IS ARTS’ – and ‘ARTS IS LIFE’.

That was painful.

That evening I was sitting with my four best friends in a cafe in Siam area – the busiest and liveliest area in Bangkok. We looked through the glass windows at the busy crowd outside. Then one of us asked “Shall we do something? Do you still have dance clothes with you?”

Then we just went outside and danced. Yeah! let’s go into the audience.

And that marked the beginning of my journey with my four best friends. We expressed our passions in a way no one would do it in Thailand. That was a fight. We were fighting together … for what we believed.

And we got a lot of audience. Some looked at us for a while and walked away. Some found a seat and be our audience until ‘the show’ finished. One of them, being so interested in what we did, offered us a meal after wrapping up. And we accepted his kind offer. Five of us (including another friend helping us holding the camera) got into his small car and we became friends after that. But until now, I still prefer to call him .. Mr.Stranger. Yes, we were stranger.

To be continued.

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(about this video)

“DANCE EXPERIMENTAL PROJECT WITH MY DANCEMATES”

MUSIC : Die fabelhafte Welt der Amélie – La Valse D_Amélie

PLACE : Siam Center / Siam Discovery, Bangkok, Thailand

CAMERAPERSON : Arm Chansirinthorn

PERFORMERS : Aditep Buanoi, Annla Angwara, Sangtip Wareesangtip, Mimie Tav

 

LET ME SAY | Here on the root~top

There’s a tree. The tree has many branches. Each branch has many leaves, flowers, and seeds. I create my work from a seed I get from some trees and I grow my tree. And the tree grow up with a lot of branches. Each branch has many leaves, flowers, seeds. Someone may take the leave, flower, or seed to create something ..or not. That doesn’t matter. 🙂

I decided to create a blog to share something here. Bit by bit. This blog is about arts in many forms. It may be my dance project I am working on. My drawings. My photos. My poems which are 80% in Thai and 20% in English. Though the works are in different forms, and they are in many ways of communicating, they will all focus on people and their relationships to others, to themselves, and to the world, from my own perspective.

I am a Thai girl who is now living in Singapore. Working in a contemporary dance company. Be a dancer, be a teacher, teaching elderly people and kids. At the same time, be an arts teacher. Funnily, I didn’t know how to draw or do any arts work until I had to teach arts. Then I know, people are capable to do anything if there’s no judge. Also, I am a yoga student who happened to take a teacher training course and have had many chances to teach others and I can learn a lot from them. At the same time I am trying to find the secret connection which links energy with breath using my opportunity as a contemporary dancer to do some research on it.

But why is this important to you? Why do you want to spend some time checking what I share? Well, I can’t promise that you’ll like it. However, I have made a decision to share cause I am a true believer of sharing and inspiring. This is what I believe : “Many souls, many ways to communicate. You may find your way in others’ souls. You may find your soul in others’ ways.” Life is journey. We walk our own path but we will never walk alone. We are creating our ways to walk on, and someone is building one’s road not very far from us. We are all everyone’s companions.

No one can create out of nothing. It must start with something. If there’s no seed, how can the tree exist? I took seeds from many people. And here are my trees. Without I knowing it, my trees may yield some seeds for others. That doesn’t mean my works are good. But it can mean that they are so bad that someone cannot take it and need to do something better. And if you have some spare time, please kindly leave your feedback in the comment box. I am a traveller and I need a map sometimes. From where you stand, you may see things clearer and please share that with me too. And I will super duper appreciate.

That’s all for the first blog. I hope you come back here again.