comment by teacher
this is a contact improvisation i go for. even the tree becomes part of it, which first supports someone to climb to heaven. do you get the picture. we normal human beings are so concerned in touching and playing with each other, that we stay on ground level, we can not escape being nasty and funny at the same time, only one person is enlightened enough not to go for contact impro. she is hugging the tree, climbing along it, puhing herself out of the box, but what is there high above, is it so lonely at the top, she comes back, the tree reappears, end of the story.
will she go for the contact impro now, all will she always strive to levitate from this mingle jungle body work.
robert
