Concretamente Verde

Dance Performance - first stage development
Residency at LWD – Adelaide – January 2019
Concept, movement and drawing by Cinzia Schincariol
Filming and editing by Dianne Reid

Movement study of plants that grow through the cracks and in the most unthinkable places and see how these could inform a choreographic practice.

'I sit with the plants, I speak to them, I connect with them, I draw them, I ask them for teachings, I give them a title and I find how they move me. The drawing becomes what defines the space for the audience who sit in a circle, by the drawings. The audience can call out the title of the drawing when they want, influencing the improvisation content and so giving voice to the plants.

Currently planning for a second development.

This project was developed in the land of the Kaurna people.
I would like to acknowledge the First Nations peoples of Australia as the traditional owners of the land.
I respect and acknowledge their spiritual connection as the custodians of their land and that their cultural heritage beliefs are still important for the living people of today. I pay respect to elders, past, present and emerging. Sovereignty was never ceded.

Beleaguered cities
by Frank L Lucas -

Build your houses, build your houses, build your towns,
Fell the woodland, to a gutter turn the brook,
Pave the meadows, pave the meadows, pave the downs,
Plant your bricks and mortar where the grasses shook,
The wind-swept grasses shook.

Build, build your Babels black against the sky -
But mark yon small green blade, your stones between,
The single spy
Of that uncounted host you have outcast;
For with their tiny pennons waving green
They shall storm your streets at last.

Build your houses, build your houses, build your slums,
Drive your drains where once the rabbits used to lurk,
Let there be no song there save the wind that hums
Through the idle wires while dumb men tramp to work,
Tramp to their idle work,
Silent the siege; none notes it; yet one day
Men from your walls shall watch the woods once more
Close round their prey.

Build, build the ramparts of your giant town;
Yet they shall crumble to the dust before
The battering thistle-down.