There are only a few rules that I have for myself when I hold hands with someone. It’s really only the one rule, that we must hold hands for 30 consecutive minutes, that I feel most attached to. The time feels like a fellow collaborator offering a point of creativity rather than certainty. The time can feel so different for each person involved. My hand holder today really reminded me of the joy of rules and how much play they can sometimes offer.
Day 10 of Ovalhouse residency. Final prep day before tomorrow’s performance. Feeling a little nervous.