We are all a mirror, to ourselves, to each other, to nature. Our love and joy, pain and suffering, and pursuit to continue is all interconnected. My desire is to expose my deepest vulnerabilities of trauma and hope to act as a reflection and build a conversation with my audience. This work particularly is the result of being in a forced stillness.
You lay in bed. Your body sinks. They lift the bars on either side. The air pushes through. Continuous knocking. A symphony of normality plays through the window. The loud beeps from the IV pole. A continuous drip. A drip down the side of the face. I wish I was running along the water. Headphones in while the sounds of waves crash. Dance was always for therapy. For release. A release from the predators all around. A flight or fight response. The nervous system calms.
Trying to make sense of it all. Trying to become something or someone. I am sorry for my darkness, but if willing to understand my pain and story, I invite you to experience it too. Maybe we are all dead? Maybe we are all alive, maybe we are all seeking answers we can never overcome. This work is about the seeking of an answer, and the unfortunate people and past versions of myself I’ve left behind in looking for the truth. Aren’t we all just a little mad?
Often people describe my work as a meditation. It is designed to be a residency of thought. Of time extended past our comfort zone to provide opportunity to allow what want to, to arise. The way it has for me in my healing. As we heal together, we can find peace. I appreciate your patience and support in going on this journey to witness the struggle and friction of ascending from darkness into light. From falling, and grounding into the floor before rising again. From surrendering fully to the sun and moon, the river and ocean to allow the messages of nature to guide us. My ego persists to tell these stories. My relationship to fungi has exposed new truths. These truths dance with me and the artists on stage. Thank you for arriving. For being here. From bringing judgement and perspective, for support and love. For criticism and presence. You are the light for us as artists. Thank you for seeing us. The arts are our only language that makes sense today, and we are grateful to share our imagination with you.
Jacob Jonas, Santa Monica 2026