Okay, here’s my attempt at a blog post about “unmarked the politics of performance”, mimicking the style and structure of the example you provided:
So, I got into this thing, “unmarked the politics of performance,” mostly because I wanted to figure some stuff out. I’d been feeling like my regular creative process was…stuck. You know, like doing the same things over and over. I’d heard about this approach as being more open, more…well, unmarked. So I dove in.
Getting Started (and Getting Lost)
First, I spent a good chunk of time,like, a solid two days ,just reading and figuring what the hell “unmarked” even meant in this context. It’s not like there’s a step-by-step guide,you know?It is all about challenging the usual ways we think about performing and creating.
Then I was thinking I am gonna try this out. I set aside a few hours, cleared my space (which mostly involved shoving a pile of laundry into a closet). My initial idea was… vague. I just wanted to “move” and see what * plan.
Embracing the Awkward…and the Unexpected
The first hour was… awkward. Seriously. I felt like an idiot flailing around. I kept catching myself thinking, “Is this it? Am I doing this right?” But then I remembered, there is no “right” with this. That’s the whole freaking point.
So I kept going. I started noticing things. The way the light hit the wall. The sound of my own breathing (which was, admittedly, a little heavy at times). I started playing with those things. Moving with the light, responding to the sounds. And that is a important part of this experience.
Making some kind of sense
- I recorded everything. Just on my phone. Audio, video, whatever. I knew I’d want to look back later.
- I didn’t try to make anything. I just let things happen. That was the hardest part, honestly.
- I took breaks. When I felt stuck, I’d stop. Get a drink of water. Stare out the window. Then come back.
I ended up with about three hours of… stuff. Raw, messy, probably unwatchable stuff. But it felt… different. Like I’d tapped into something I usually ignore. I started to think my action,which I repeat doing for several days,makes sense to me.
The Aftermath (and the Politics?)
Now I am editing a short performance.I don’t know what the heck my work can be * it is mine. It’s not about impressing anyone or fitting into some mold. It’s just… what happened when I stopped trying to control everything.
As for the “politics” part? I think it’s about questioning who gets to decide what’s “good” or “valid.” I think my way can also show this *’s about finding your own way of creating, outside of those expectations. And that, I realized, is a pretty powerful thing.
