So here we are in the midst of the first weekend of workshops for the Gravity Project. There are four towns currently participating in different ways to this very real but almost imaginary exchange between us.
Workshops and wandering, squeezing in through the ether of technology to communicate with those not immediately around us,
and talking in quiet and loud voices, expressing through our bodies and line work to those who ARE, immediately, around us.
This project has opened its wings out wide and is flying with no hands holding on. It is slow breathing, and feeling the weight of its body pressing downwards into the ground. Gravity. Where are we going to take this thing and who is coming? You?
(Ink drawing by Benjamin Forster)
