An article by Mira Jochimsen
We1 went there2 with our piece3 in the back of the car. Perhaps one could say it was a piece of a piece. A piece of a piece we have been dancing in other places before. A piece of a piece that explores how to relate to the phenomenon of interruption. We have a set of tools in the back of the car that we use for setting up a situation, an encounter with the people we meet. Some certain moves, some uncertain moves, some objects and colorful filters, some cut together music pieces, something we call choreography, someprior experiences. We frame a situation for interruptions to occur, to be experienced, to be engaged with.
Suddenly, the door opened. We were in the middle of improvised dancing to different songs that interrupt each other, jumping between styles and moods. While I just touched it4 lightly on the go, it decided to open and change the scene. It interrupted what we had expected and fulfilled all we had aimed at. When an interruption comes your way, it can be nothing else but surprising. What it does is that it throws you back to the now, to the current moment. We disappeared from the room, leaving the space empty for communal imagination and fantasy.
Market Groseria opened a space for encounter by making use of the yet existing and the yet to be created together. By listening to the space, to the people, to the history and the future, the project offered a bridge across different borders allowing for meetings and exchange beyond language and garden fences. Stepping into doors that open and open doors, means stepping into the unknown, navigating the unfamiliar. Market Groseria accommodated a daring, unconventional invitation, where the generosity of spending time together became the central element.
When we left, I stood out on the street looking over the garden fence in front of the shop, through the iron grating in front of the windows, through the windows into the inside of the shop. There I saw the leftovers of meetings that had taken place the day before and before and before. My felt experience of those encounters extended out to the street and further, turning the borders of glass, iron and fence into filters rather than obstacles.
1We, that is Joanna, Bartek and me. Friends and colleagues, acquaintances through dance.
2There refers to Stolec, more precisely Market Groseria in Stolec, a shop in a village in Poland and a project initiated by Malik Meyer and Ensemble Zaytun.
3Our piece carries the name Fantastic Collections – through the lense of interruption.
4 the door
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Picture by Jules Rodgers
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