Rock is a great genre to turn towards when you just want to play and have fun. Invariably as I fall toward repetition of beat and chord and make electricity generated connections I become like water, and crash against rock to find new meanings. This piece has seen a few incarnations over the years with this version seeing me play with text from Margaret Cameron’s In Regard.
Looking through not at the looking and listening through not at the listening speak gently as a mammal loves to love, until the bending arms of language accept you
From 2010-2013 Performance Practicum was a space of creative development and practice. With mentors Margaret Cameron, Helen Sharp and John Howard participants could explore perceptual practice and devise new work. This is a mini recap of some audio and visual moments from 2011/2012.
I went through a phase of recording covers as a way of trying new things with music and software. This is song came out of that phase. You can hear the rain on the roof of the shed that was my studio at the time. Keeping it real. x
This song is an old re working of Ya the Volim first recorded when I was 26. It tells the story of when my dad looked after his mum, Anna Liebzeit, until she died. He was committed to the act of love. Her death, when my dad was 15, marked time. It was freedom, for both of them. Disassociation is common around difficult themes like death, but I am drawn to the fullness of it, because I want to know everything there is to know about love. This picture is one of the last I took of my dad in 2012, days before I held him in my arms and he died. I’d said to him,
“I’m all right dad, you do what you need to do. I love you”.
He knew I loved him. But he had no choice, he had to leave.
This audio process was recorded as I conceived my relationship with the world through my relationship with sound. Active listening was instrumental here, it invited my body to surrender expectations, allowing me to experience art as a verb. Vibrational practices exploring difficult felt spaces became material when limitations were resisted and I made the decision not to reduce myself, instead choosing to bear witness. Margaret Cameron (2016) writes about being audience to Herself first;
In many ways it is beyond my comprehension that a thought or a feeling might become perceivable as dimensional. It is a miracle that I am the first to audience. In this way I learn.
This critical engagement with auto biography levers the personal into a radical reconnection of our relationships with one another.
The figure of sound
Cuckoo (Impossible logic)- ABC Airplay
Right now I can breathe on my own (mourning song with duduk)
Performance pictures working with voice and space.
Cuckoo, Footscray Community Arts Residency, FCACMelbourne. Paper and cardboard room made by Anna Liebzeit. Audience viewed the performance as they stood or walked around the perimeter of the room. The performance took place inside.
Membrane, a paper and cardboard site specific performance installation, Footscray Arts Centre. Slits cut into the paper walls were where the interior of the room could be viewed from. By Anna Liebzeit, 2005.
Many moons ago I went to Germany for a month. After time spent in the north I went to the south to breathe in the Alps. It was there I recorded this song using my phone and the microphone input of my headphones (hence the phasing). Guitar and vocal is in the one take, with a wee bit of post-production. I had bought the electric guitar in Berlin a few weeks before. Such a beautiful tone even unplugged.