Literally in the midst of my last week of graduate school…thesis writing…whirlwind of a life…(that is, before starting an internship in two weeks…)
Thoughts I’ve had/Things I love
*Listening to music in my car and seeing pedestrians walk on beat.
*Happy-accidents in the choreographic process.
I’ll keep that.
*Music that has a BADWL
beat any dancer would love
*Dancers that choose not to engage the fourth wall.
I see you too.
*Spontaneous contact-improv moments out in general society.
Ready to fall. Fall on.
*Backup dancing to the 8 measure musical breaks in karaoke jams.
Air guitar anyone?
*Seeing site-specific work as I walk around campus.
This fire hydrant is my stage, bitch.
*Casually walking around in spandex as if it ‘aint no thing on a Tuesday.
Just following a dress code.
*Getting serious attention from my dance friends when I’m not wearing spandex.
Yes, underneath all that sweat and lycra, I’m actually a pretty girl.
*Realizing that my grade depends on the efficiency of my plie, not long-division timetables.