Falling

In June 2024, inspired by a meeting with feminist theatre scholar Susan Croft, I (Astrid) decided to use this space for a translation of Falling, a book I have written about striving to live lovingly and constructively when life is falling apart. Further down, you will find my 2018 scenography diary, started as a way to focus on scenography in a hectic academic context. The task was to write something every day, no matter how tired I was. The resulting scenographic poetics is still with me. August 1, 2023, I started writing diary posts again, because scenography research needs dedicated awareness, in terms of langue, outreach, and - why not - love. 

Falling 

08.06.2024

"Falling, for example - that's a liminal act, both in life and on stage. The real home of the fall is the dream, isn't it." (Margaretha Åsberg)

Let's familiarize ourselves with the Kitchen. The hearth, the ancient fireplace, where food is prepared, is the fundamental centre and focus of the house. Indeed, hearth has the same etymological roots as heart. Hestia, the Greek goddess, will guard the hearth, also in its modern versions. The Kitchen's guiding principle is hospitality or xenia, in...

I Skönheten i kaos (2021) gör Julia Ravanis upp med den dualistiska, hierarkiska världsbild som tvingat oss att skilja på förnuft och känsla. Ni vet, den sjukt traumatiserande världsbild som skapar och upprätthåller strukturer där tanken och kulturen överordnas kroppen och naturen. Som om inte detta räckte associeras mannen med rationalitet medan...

Finally Saturday again and the day after the première of Hierarchy of Needs, at Backa thetare in Gothenburg. Great performance, mind boggling. I am shaken, stirn, and inspired. So much to ponder in terms of scenographics (interventional acts of world making, see Hann 2018).

Went to Bergen for an intense project-in-the making-meeting. A lot of theatre, potentially across borders. Wanted to implement ideas on "affective assemblages" and "pluralized archives" in relation under-explored dance histories. Ate stockfish. Felt dizzy.

I have admittedly missed blogging. The space is useful for scenographic thinking and dialogue. So, from today, a new blog with and beyond scenography each Saturday. Saturday Night Scenography...

This made my day! A gift from a lovey colleague! Russian chocolate, and it beautifully scenographs Russian Relations. Indeed, it even dances them.

It is the 29th of December 2018. Even if the year is almost over, gone by, traces of it, such as this blog, will remain (at least for a while).

Day 84-92. Yes - the picture is supposed to be upside down. We are flying in this way, we are creative and critical witches, scenograping space, here and there, then and now, and in the future.