Diabolo juggling research with synchronous movements and flippers.
The music that plays in the video is what I hear while I’m fixing the routine, this soundscape that fluctuates and bounces through me and pollutes my game by generating a sequence.
Echoes, ping-pongs, delays change direction and activate my brain, stop and think. Repeat and sync.
A Sync Flippers poem
To beats of a soundscape, both fluid and fine
Echoes, delays, a fluctuating track
Polluting my juggling, with rhythm I hack
In synchrony, my movements take flight
With flippers and spins, a stunning sight
Stop, think, repeat, the rhythm’s demand
My diabolo dances to this generative band.
Poem by The Automatic Juggler