BY EMMA DEAKIN
That’s what we’re making. Not performances, not installations, not a show, but ‘Happenings.’ Something that happens, takes place, in a specific place. It happens and people happen to see it. Or happen not to. There will be four happenings.
It’s a journey, a return, we’re exploring. The return of the long finned eel to honour a new art work being unveiled at the opening of the Christchurch Arts Festival.
Our journey is bringing us from the coastal & estuary environment of Brighton, to the urban/suburbia of east Christchurch in Linwood, to the new high tech Bus Exchange in the heart of (the enduring rebuilding) city, to finally the heritage spot of the Arts Centre with its English stone buildings.
There are observations of space, connection to land and sea, people watching, environment absorbing, flocking, ensemble creating. We are a small chorus and our aim is to pull out the essence of each place, bring that into our bodies and voice and make something HAPPEN.
Last week we explored Linwood. We were set a task for the beginning of rehearsal. I was to begin on the corner of Tancred and Hereford Streets and make my way to the community centre where we were rehearsing. I arrived, parked by green Nissan Navara (I call him Lurch, proper farm truck but super reliable!) and began walking. I walked from Tancred St, down Hereford, across England St, toward Stanmore Rd, right into Stanmore Rd for one block to Worcester St where the Community Centre is there and the rest of the company. This is what I wrote (literally) as I walked;
Weatherboard, tin, white brick. Wide Street, could fit a lot more. Chirp chirp, whooshing cars a constant rumble. 32 should be 320, no zero, its missing. A caravan outside, white with a red panel.