The sensation of dropping oneself to motion and music. The sensation of being fully in move with a dance associate. The sensation of zero separation between physique and thoughts and work and life.
These are the explanations I danced. I all the time felt most in my pores and skin onstage whereas dancing. Now, as a choreographer, there are completely different however equally satisfying emotions.
I’m not sure by my very own physique’s limitations. I’m continually slipping into another person’s method of shifting and another person’s story. It’s a course of so satisfying and bodily in a novel method, from the extra corporeal—for instance, working with a long-legged artist, or somebody who can flip for days, or a dancer who has a protracted, willowy torso—to the extra intimate. How do you, as an artist, physicalize sorrow, ache, love, pleasure? How do your instincts differ from these of the dancer subsequent to you? How do they differ from mine? Moreover, how do the characters within the story transfer? What’s their world? How would possibly they dance? The combos are countless.
I by no means bored of dancing. And now dance is much more satisfying, thanks to those choreographic collaborations with dancers. I hope the method of making motion will proceed for the remainder of my life.
