Feet Patterns

Footwork from three Southern Chinese Hung Kuen forms

I start training at 5 am most mornings in a Park. Spending up to two hours repeating the same forms over and over again.

These 3 forms represent a repeated physical action I have undertaken for over a year. They are steeped in memory. Of being bitten by mosquitos, of freezing face, hands and feet, of men screaming, of squirrels running towards me, crazed and blind, of cracked whips sounding like gun fire, of constant nausea, of the synchronised ladies moving to loud music, of the old man with rotten teeth showing me his two ended spear, of training along side the army, of being surrounded by mirrors, of being in quiet spaces, of the people practicing Tai Chi, of being on my own.