Jenny De Leon, choreographer, presents a new solo work: Thus To Fling Her Soul. The title is drawn from poetry.
An aged thrush, frail, gaunt and small,
In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling her soul,
Upon the growing gloom.
- Thomas Hardy
To give, give my all. A kind of endlessness – asks all.
So give all.
This work is about age, vulnerability, enduring - grace.
There’s a hunger, a kind of madness - and then grace.
Music by the Monks of Dip. Tse Chok Ling Monastery, Mogwai and solo voice. Karen Plimmer.
Weep, celebrate, let go.