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Inhale. Put your head in your pelvis. Spontaneously combust. Decompose like a corpse. Begin again. Find something different. Put your heart in your feet. What is your body saying?
Exhale. I believe bodies carry truths that speak louder than words. But they are hush-hushed in our society. Shamed, satiated, drugged, distrusted. I create, perform and teach to restore the bodymind connection and release embodied wisdom. I dance to subvert a broken system. My body is my voice.
Inhale. I first performed tendus and glissades on violin strings. Bach taught me awe. Bruckner taught transcendence. Mozart taught my right arm. Springboard diving taught me physical risk and seeing my body in space. Patanjali taught me to breathe. Dance taught me what came natural.
Exhale. I teach in order to keep learning and give generously. I want to deepen the capacity of students to listen to and speak with their bodies. To develop specificity and coordination, I employ ballet, modern, Release, and Bartenieff Fundamentals. To improve stamina, strength and range of motion, I incorporate Pilates, yoga and conditioning.
Inhale. But these are not ends in and of themselves. The point is always a communion of body and mind. I want to inspire physical imagination, authenticity, and presence. We meditate, visualize, and improvise. I use imagery and borrow from clowning, Viewpoints, Butoh and Gaga to encourage discovery.
Exhale. My pelvis is an O. My foot an ouch! My mouth an “oh.” My head a 0, my eyes c and zee. I have been a geisha, a lobster, a lover, a buffoon, a foreigner, a robot, Lord Shiva, the goddess Artemis and Old Man and the Sea. A clown taught me how to be an artist.
Inhale. What is your body saying? I want to hear you, and you, and you, and you. Your insides, organs, eyes and tongue. Inside out and upside down.
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