Sunday, November 30, 2014

"Chicken Scratch" by Mia J Chong- Captivating is in the eye of beholder..



            Tisch School of the Arts is a renowned and highly acclaimed school which is very well known amongst the arts community and the rising generation who wish to continue their journey in the field of arts. The approach of teaching which surpasses the thinking of Generation Y by the pedagogue has unfolded a new space for them to continue their battle in the dance field. The space to choreograph is being incorporated as well in the teaching aspect in this school. On the 30th and 31st October 2014, I watched a dance performance which is called Showing 1. It is a showcase series produced by Tisch School of the Arts. This production is one which provides a platform for the students to choreograph and to sow and disseminate their ideas to the mass for it to be showcased. A total of 10 choreographers have exhibited their own ideas through the performance for the public’s pleasure viewing, yet there is this one particular choreography which attracted my mind and attention that prompted me to the computer to emit slight criticism which may not be realized or possibly be improvised by the choreographer.

            After several performances were over, it was time for this choreography to begin. The atmosphere became quiet as ever as the audience awaited of what is there to be seen. The lights on the audience side was being dimmed and the curtain was drawn. It appeared there were 6 bodies without clothing seen behind faintly dimmed lights, perhaps the choreographer desired it to be such. All of the 6 dancers did an image which was quite awkward and bizarre whereby their heads on the floor and both hands widely opened somewhat symbolizing light fragile wings. The song began to be played with scary and fully dynamic  and the lighting is well-planned and sympathetic. If I did not look at the program book I would have thought that the choreography seemed to be telling a frightening story accompanied by the song which was intensely tragic and eerie, yet it was on the contrary. The 6 male dancers on stage appeared to be and gave me the impression that this choreography is a choreography with high energy. “Chicken Scratch” by Mia Chong, the title of the choreography seemingly depicting to be explaining that the choreographer is one nature lover and into elements involving animals. Perhaps it is related to the background of the choreographer herself who loves animals. Mia is a 1st year BFA student and has immense talent. The reason she chose all male dancers is because connected to what she thought about male energy specifically with this 6 dancers.

            All of the 6 dancers started their dance by crawling while lying on the floor and followed by positioning themselves as couples in a straight line. Every movement was in sync with the beat of the music, most captivating and whoever that watches would undoubtedly be moved by it.  Yet, in all superiority of it there are weaknesses. Every choreographer is trained to break away from the issues of “common” or literal, by following the rhythm of music that was being played, all 6 dancers performed with explosive energy. Attitude turn, Grand jete, Pirouette and sliding on the floor, naturally requires high skillful technic in this choreography particularly when one of the dancers emerged out of the group and showcased the pirouette moves. Long clean lines, especially in attitude position, are evident, interspersed by sharp staccato drills and a repeated introverted hand-curling motif. A highlight is a (four-five?) pirouette which drops immediately into a controlled splat on the ground. The coolness of the dancers presentation, as well as the prevalence of a lighting side stage and the accompanying powerful and extraordinary soundscape, distance their character from the audience as well as from their own space created by the choreographer. It seemed to come out of the colony and have the desire to rebel with no purpose. To me, that part is unnecessary as it is meaningless but yet worth it to have. Once again Mia has to ask herself why the technic has to be there, is it compulsory and have connection to the narrative? Nonetheless while watching the dance, my mind was hallucinating for a moment and immediately seeing visions of the competition SYTYCD which is so ever becoming popular. Had this choreography been showcased on the SYTYCD stage, surely it will receive thunderous applause and cheers to every trick that the choreographer has recommended them to do. In producing a choreography, we need to emphasize carefully the purpose of the choreography being made, for who, and the reason in making this choreography. Is such choreography being made solely to entice the audience with excitement and is this choreography merely desired to exhibit the superiority of the dancers? It entirely depends on the choreographer herself. However, from what I see this choreography is enough to evidently show that the choreographer is still searching for an identity and to where the purpose is heading next. Undeniably it is highly entertaining but I do not see the context that can leave behind an impact especially to an artist who attends ready with a pen and paper in hand.

            Every choreography that is being produced needs to have specific criteria which can be deciphered as abstract, literal, conceptual and various others. Depending on some individuals as to what kind of approach they are attempting to define in their choreography. As an observer like me, who is still a young person obviously would want to watch movements that are extravagant and luxurious yet not all choreography need to have such movements because if we go back to the era of Martha Graham, Ruth St. Dennis and many more pioneers in modern dance do not use movement as the primary motive in delivering a story and message. In terms of context and observation of this piece, I want to make a comparison from the angle of energy and space mastery. The piece Sacred Monster by Akram Khan only being drawn as a duet, yet the energy and space that was capitalized was adequate to demonstrate overall conquerance. As opposed to the piece Chicken Scratch which capitalized the 6 male dancers and overall space as a filler so as not to look empty because the song that was being used was already immensely enough to fill up the space of the stage.

            Mia Chong is a young person who is naturally very talented, was born in America and has Asian blood. All of the 6 dancers danced in a group for a while, then broke up to other formations like duet, trio and solo. As an observer, every piece which I see that has a clear structure is a choreography of less abstract thinking and more precisely when I say lack of idea.  After looking at its title and trying to think of the reason why it was named Chicken Scratch, alas it was answered. Chicken Scratch is usually being related to the dirty and horrible hand writing of a person like the imagery “chicken scratch”.  The imagery chicken scratch is very similar to the Asian community  which uses many metaphor language for every movement and perhaps it is due to the background of Mia Chong who has Asian blood that encouraged her to choose such title. The movements that had been given to the dancers were undeniably interesting, yet they were overly cliché and commonly seen especially in this era. The element of hip hop appeared in every movement yet it was sufficient to show the behavior of most men that are into boisterous and fast activities. The advantage of the male dancers with powerful energy, superb technic is already enough for Mia Chong to be able to exploit every movement and this was clearly seen while I was watching the piece whereby all of the elements were exhibited with such clarity. What is being said by most of the people that if a good choreography is being danced by less professional dancers, surely the shortcomings can be seen and likewise on the contrary if the choreography is not good and it is being drawn by good dancers certainly it will appear to be good. There have one solo in the middle of this piece which is  cough my attention. The solo is less technical pizazz and more rough edged, but it makes him seem more human, and he never loses his emotional focus even in the midst of dense movement sequences even-thought this piece does not showed emotional value in the dancing.

            Nevertheless, the piece Chicken Scratch both dancers and choreography are in line. Should there be a percentage in my observation Mia’s choreography is still at the experimental level and still prematurely to be staged at the conceptual stage, perhaps in a few more years if Mia continues searching definitely she will be a greater choreographer than today. It could be seen that Mia had made the choice for the dancers not to wear any clothing (topless), and other choreography with clothes on is simply enough to explain the story behind their choreography. I had the opportunity to ask Mia why she chose the dancers to be topless. She answered “if the dancers do not wear any clothes, the movement and the theme that needed to be communicated is more articulated and amply illustrated.” It is palpable that I see Mia’s choice is explicitly based on time factor that is inadequate to think about the costume whereby at times costume plays an important role in every choreography that is being produced.

            Overall the piece Chicken Scratch is sufficient to make the audience see that the learning at Tisch School of the Arts is of high quality evidently showing very skillful technic. Mia as an American citizen with Asian blood is enough for her to be able to stand and produce a choreography that others could possibly not by instilling the cross cultural element.. Perhaps it is not that apparent but to me it is enough to reveal the minuscule idea with the ability to produce as big and as wide as the meadow. The combination of the extreme vocabulary of movement and the western technic, superior ballet was capable to catch the attention of the new audience on that night. Nevertheless, Mia needs to be more heedful in terms of choreography arrangement by ingraining thoughts of abstracting her choreography. In producing a choreography there has to be a journey that invites the audience and the choreographer herself to a new dimension and more accurately if I place the choreographer as the storyteller and the story should reach out to the audience either directly or indirectly. By incorporating the element of conceptual may possibly help to elevate the choreography further to a different platform. Mia’s effort in producing this choreography is capable of raising her to a level which is distinct and contrasting from other choreography. In other words, a little bit of sugar or salt is enough to change the taste of one dish.

  
by
Fairul Zahid







Friday, November 21, 2014

My Dance Odyssey


            The dance world has never been my first choice since the beginning. That would be my first utterance to a lot of people that asked me why I chose dance as my career choice. I started in the sports world where the athletic events such as 100 meters and 200 meters were my favourite running events. Every time I was at the front, I felt as if I was like Husain Bolt, yet that was all temporary because I realized that in order to become like him I need to have credibility, the body built and the natural talent. I don’t have all those criteria. Fulfilling your parents’ wishes is the main thing because they want the best for their children’s future. When I made my decision to come out from the sports school and venture into another field, my mom asked me what other field can you do? My answer was very simple. Let time decide. After several months of thinking, I was attracted to an activity that was probably not attractive to the other male teenagers out there which is dance. How they move in line with the music has captured my heart to venture into the field of dance. Hence,   my life as a dancer begins.

            I began with the Malay traditional dance which is called Zapin. Zapin is a people traditional dance which is very popular amongst the local community. Just say Zapin, everybody knows < from the little child till the adult age level >, they know what Malay Johor Zapin dance is. I got involved in this field quietly without my parents’ knowledge. No parents would want to see their children be called “softie” amongst their friends and relatives…Dancing the Zapin dance made me feel happy and I enjoyed myself very much when dancing it especially when meeting a lot of new people regardless man, woman, transvestite and others. After several months of joining this field, my mom who has passed away, began to feel suspicious of my behavior of often coming home late, sweaty, bad body smell, dirty feet and so on so forth. She started following me when I went out of the house as early as 8 at night, and finally she could sense the activity that I was doing. The moment I got home, she pulled me to my room and caned my body saying that such activity does not give any benefit to life. In between my sobbing tears I answered, “Give me a chance to prove to you that I can succeed and make you proud” and she answered back “there is no such thing!!!!!!”...for a while I did not attend my dancing classes to avoid being caned by my mom, my friends started asking why I did not come for practice…I only answered “want to rest for a while”. Several weeks later, when the situation was becoming stable, I began to go out of the house again to attend the dance classes without my mom knowing about it. I participated in various competitions and went to places all over.

            My desire to dance peaked at around the age of 17 and therefore I was trying to search for other places that I can expand my hidden talent. Therefore, I went to meet up with a leader named Hamidah from Yayasan Warisan Johor. She is a firm and fierce person. She consistently wants perfection in every movement. Yet, it became a question in my mind “what is perfection”? There is not even one human on this earth that has perfection because we are not the Prophet and not God. My desire and passion to ask Puan Hamidah such question finally made me ask her and she answered “perfection naturally does not exist, but make yourself close to perfection so that you can walk in line with perfection”.

            For years I danced the Zapin traditional dance and next moved on to other dances such as Asyik, Layang Mas, Inang, Joget and so on. My heart is always wanting more of the dance, flailing like as if not satisfied with what there was physically. I was famous for my very rebellious attitude in school, easily rebutting all the teachers’ argument and questioning every action that is being taught to me. One of the music teachers in my school asked me “Are you going to dance forever? And are you already prepared to accept the difficulty of life as a dancer?” I answered if there is difficulty then there is easiness, and nothing on this earth is difficult if we work hard. The teacher that I meant is Cikgu Azhar.

            Without realizing, my mom actually knew I was still dancing. As usual, I came back home riding the motorbike ex5 which was very popular amongst the teenagers at that time. Upon reaching home, I opened the gate and put in my motorbike to the parking spot for the bike. Before I opened the door, I saw a big package beside the door of my house, I opened it and turned out that it was all my clothes in there. I knocked on the house door whilst softly calling out my mom…”Mama…Mama…open the door…Adik is home…”loudly she answered “You get out of this house and don’t ever come back if you feel that dance can support your life”. Which child is not sad when being driven out of the house by his own mom. I kept knocking on the door and begged her not to act like that but I was being ignored. At last I decided to sleep outside of the house. The next day I tried calling out for my dad and it worked. He opened the door and asked me to get in the house quickly so that my mom wouldn’t realize that. I decided to take a break from dance for a few weeks so as to cool down the situation. As usual my activities at home, watch TV, clean the house, helping Dad and so on. Suddenly I received a call from my teacher and he said that there is a university that focusses on the field of arts. I got very excited and asked where it was. He said it was in Kuala Lumpur and it is called National Arts Academy whereby it is now named as ASWARA. I tried searching on the Internet and sent my application there. A few weeks later I was called for an interview with the ASWARA  lecturer named Hajijah Yaakob. Finally I was accepted, yet not knowing what I was supposed to do, I was afraid to tell my mom, no money if I were to run away…at last I braced myself with full courage, again I voiced out my desire to my mom…again I was scolded and chased out of the house…

            I was adamant to continue this struggle and keep being determined to prove that I can do the best. With a heavy heart, I asked the blessings of both my parents before leaving and clearly my mom did not give her blessing…as opposed to my dad in which he realised my passion to continue my journey in this field. Quietly, he gave me RM100 as the starting of my life as a dancer. Therefore, the journey of my life as a dancer in ASWARA has begun.

            ASWARA is the one and only institution that focusses arts in Malaysia. Excited stepping my feet there. My journey in ASWARA is like a newborn life armed with the RM100 in my pocket. One class after another I attended. Contemporary, ballet, Malay traditional, Indian, Chinese as well as Sabah and Sarawak dances. All these kind of dances are dances that need to be mastered by each and every Diploma dance student in ASWARA. Opportunities after another appeared in front of my eyes, yet I often rejected them as I wanted to study first. Lastly, there was an opportunity that I was completely excited about which was SYTYCD Malaysia Season 2. I was not a totally caliber student in ASWARA. Stubborn, liked to skip classes, liked to fight and liked to do my own business. With that bad attitude, I was prohibited into entering the SYTYCD competition. Yet, I was still stubborn and continued to remain in the competition. At last, I succeeded in placing myself in the Top 20. In the competition, I needed the spectators to vote, yet I was thinking who would want to vote for me? Then I decided to call my Mom and Dad as well as all of my relatives to come and watch the competition live. I wasn’t confident if my mom would turn up but I was certainly sure that my relatives, my sister and my dad would come.

            The event started so grandly, shining glimmering stage lights, loud cheers and screams of the audience made me nervous mixed with excitement. As I stepped onto the stage, something magical happened, I saw a woman in her 40’s standing while holding a banner” FAI”, curly haired wearing black top with black pants. That was my late Mom, Maskiah Jahari. Tears dropped onto the ground before I started my dance routine. That was the first time my mom watched me perform as a dancer. As soon as the show was over I wasn’t allowed to go out to see the audience but I was stubborn and just ran out to look for my mom. Fast as lightning my eye caught the sight of my mom’s curly hair and I immediately ran to her and hugged her without feeling any shyness amongst the crowd. Crying tears dropped again and this time on my beloved mom’s shoulder. The words that my mom uttered to me “Mama proud of you…” Sad but that’s the reality.

            I continued my life as a dancer and a student in ASWARA, running and keep running to forge my name in the arts of dance arena in my country. I love contemporary dance and am starting to master it carefully under Joseph Gonzales Guidance and others lecturers in ASWARA.. Joseph Gonzales is such a wonderful human being , he is my friend, mentor, teacher. He is the one who always helped pushed me to the limits until I became who I am now. He always reminded me and kept saying “ Fairul!!! Dance to express not to impress!!!”.. Arghhhh!!! I really miss that terrible voice. Joseph, Joseph, Joseph… he always said “Fairul!!! Do u hear what I am saying?!!!” and I said yes I heard you sir and I still hearing you until now. Ballet would be the cord for me to elevate my technic in this western dance. At long last, I ended my studies in Ballet and Contemporary dance. The journey of my life as a dancer in ASWARA is tremendously long and difficult for me to narrate the story and perhaps it will take a very long time for me to write. For everything that I have written here is briefly my life FAIRUL ZAHID as an artist.

            2014 has been a truly wonderful year when I have been accepted to pursue my studies in MFA Choreography and Performance in New York University Tisch School of the Arts. Thank you to YAYASAN SIME DARBY for believing in the talent that I have and willing to sponsor my education here… As all other kinds of lives, life as a dancer too has its ups and downs. But I realize the strong positive energy that I gained and encountered in my life thus far has made me where I am today. And I thank the Almighty for that gift sent to me.

I would like to thank you to all members, family, friends, and teachers who always be there for me whenever i need. Thank You Yayasan Sime darby especially Pn Yatela Zainal Abidin, Kak Muja, dan Kak Arifah and my special one :)... and also to my lovely MAMA and AYAH

Al-fatihah too My Mom.. Maskiah Jahari.. in memoir..

This is a brief streak of my writing…wait for the details in time to come.

Au revoir for now J

 




Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Body Observation Across the Street

          One afternoon, my body suddenly felt the urge to step out of the house to breathe in some fresh air outside. Then my thoughts came running to my mind to buy some stuff for the house. After one whole day of spending myself in the house, naturally I wouldn’t know what was happening outdoor.  The moment I stepped out of the house, I felt the extreme cold weather and saw the faint shimmering sunlight shining through the leaves of the trees. Around the house, there were many people doing outdoor activities, little children running around, protective mothers calling out for their children, dogs with their owners, and many other kinds of activities going on, yet there was a person that caught my eye to look directly at every single thing she was in the midst of doing and her every movement. She was in her thirties I would have thought, long haired wearing sunglasses so as to avoid the wintry sunlight. Her hand carrying a bag full of groceries. At the same time holding a bottle of water. She flicked through the pages of the books in the nearby stalls around the area whilst stroking her tummy several times and she seemed to be about 5 to 6 months pregnant. My eyes focused on her lips which was reading whilst she took the moment to look down at her pregnant belly, and she repeatedly do this till she made me think of what she was uttering and whether the child that she was carrying would be able to understand what she was saying.

          The fact that she kept to what she was doing for 5,6, 10 minutes began to make me feel amazed watching her. If we observe her repetitious action of doing that, such repetitious action could relate to the theory of Schechner, "The habits, rituals, and routines of everyday life are restored behaviors. Why that had attracted me was because such action is a typical action amongst the society and to be able to watch that kind of action for several percentage of New York community is less than 20%, yet that action is very interesting because not a single person would realize the underlying thing that was happening which is the communication between the mother and the child that is soon to be born.

          From the physical aspect of a mother stroking the unborn child in her tummy seems to be very gentle, full of care and hope that the child whom is to be born would listen to every single word that the mother was saying. That action itself I can classify as a ritual or repeated tradition. For a moment it made me think of how many people in the society actually observe that kind of action and if there is, what is their perception towards that pregnant woman and if their thoughts are the same as mine. That woman’s action of stroking her stomach and reading to her unborn child is of course for her own understanding and for her self- satisfaction as to how her doing would benefit her unborn child. At times, the mother would drink water from the bottle in her hand and that action would stop her from reading and her focus would be shifted to the water she was drinking. Then, she repeated doing the same thing.

          Perhaps it may be seen as a normal thing, yet if an observer like me looks at that kind of action, it could actually attract one’s attention. Therefore, that action could have a thing behind what had happened. All these have the relation with the choice of whether the action which the woman did would be repeated or not. As what had said by Schechner “Freedom of choice is offered to all – you can drink this or that soft drink. Highly adroit and constant psychological conditioning shape the basic reactions of attraction and avoidance. Day-to-day behavior can little more than an unconscious of ritual of operant conditioning”. It could happen several times or not. The realization of observing our surrounding may happen to anyone of us but which activity that would have the percentage of attracting our attention more. For example this woman, the probability of her buying the book could be 20% to 30% only, but amongst the many people that are doing the outdoor activities, she was the only person that was doing that kind of action.

          That action may not be a performance which was planned or with a purpose but it involves a second observer which is me. For instance, “handshake”, which happens between 2 people whereby one of them has an agenda whereas the other one has an agreement.  But did it happen with the desire to do so? And whether the act of stroking the stomach is a desire to do so?