Metabolical forces

will connect the dots

with the shadow

force you have going here

either the force was working with me

let the shadow I

want to inform you of something

work with the shadow

second Nostradamus

work the shadow

Gallery

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Bill Hayward

photo: © 2009 Bill Hayward

We cannot see the window.

By we we mean we.

By window.

The bruise

lengthens,

dark cloud

horizontal

We are coming open.

The song    keeps us close.

We can forget    or forgive

Not both.

Pitching woo

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

at future selves.

We are not the same

Movement

We differ

each other

Because today

I decided on the next train

Same dance different

meaning we inflect

each other

We go into

The dance changes

our movement

This same dance

This grammar

we have

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

Strays

dollar in a dance belt

We dress like regular people

for ten more minutes

which is a collaboration

who is up there on the sound

Dance

We grow into the dance[1].

This[2] is an

Untitled[3].

As[4]

Poem[5]

Is to poem[6].

We go into the dance.[7]

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions
photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions


[1] The dance is ours, we are each other’s, we compose the dance. The note goes next to the word it expands.

[2] “This” is this.

[3] or “Untitled”

[4] The dance between simile and metaphor.

[5] or “Poem”

[6] this poem, for example

[7] This dance. The note goes after punctuation if it has a more extensive field.

Each day at The Intimacies Project, Bill Hayward invites visitors to participate in collaborative portraits. As part of The American Memory Project, the resulting photographs document connections between strangers. Collaborators are given paper, paint, and permission to explore their relationships and attitudes.  For more information, go to http://www.billhayward.com.

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The Intimacies Project - The scene 6

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

This is playing dead in someone’s arms, spiraling on one’s knees.
This is a series of moves.  From every slat on the floor, arms outstretched clasp elbows.
This is how to mount one’s breastbone, static for a very long time.
Back to back with lean leg muscle, this is intertwining joints.
This is a series of poses called “balancing one’s calves atop abdominal muscles.”
And this is the extension of four arms.  This is two hands clasping.

*

Foot rest on thigh muscle.
Foot rest on back muscle.
Foot rest on black floor.

*

This is backwards into someone else’s hamstring.
Now, a solo performance. Dirty from the room’s black floor.
Now one arm behind the neck then motion.
Some distance by contracting muscles clean wide line.
Pressing one’s hand through the ceiling.
Pressing one’s hand through the breath-colored box.

*

Mime pressing hand through invisible box.
Mime trembling floor with string of pearls.
Mime in white slip extending string of pearls.
Mime choking itself.  Mime ties its wrists together.
Mime seduces left leg posing.
Mime pointed one foot tracing circles on black floor.
Mime beneath black curtain.
Mime flying extension with one wrist outstretched.

*

Dancing with dead face.
Dancing already dead.
Corpse in a music box.

*

Image of clean wide line extending toward ceiling.
Image pooling down from hair pooling down from cheekbone.
Image of two circular chapels, one clean wide line.
One clean wide line up ninety degrees.

We

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

photo: © 2009 Jason Riker, Riker Productions

We are at windows, we are in halls, we
see through glass. We pass the stair. We enter

a movement commitment. We pass inside
outside—touching on trains—this

close. Look in. This place. We
see together. This window. We

know how this goes. We goes.

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