Hello from Kansas City! (my current favorite greeting).
We have been Kansans for 16 days. Life is easy going. Life is morning improvs, sorting through stuff, cooking delicious meals. “The river of life, the ocean of emotions, the stream of consciousness” – Andrea Olsen. Listening to the Master of None soundtrack and organizing life and thoughts:
Bring on the nesting.
Feels like a sacred time in my life.
Preparations for creativity.
Taking care of my body is a priority. If my body is asking for stretching, I stretch. If I am tired, I sleep.
My social self is satisfied, for now.
I want to be with my grandparents. I want to visit my sister. Do I stay or go?
Steven and I are in Chicago. Have have traveled from Pittsburgh to Granville to this lovely third stop. After having a delicious breakfast with Matthew on Tuesday morning, we drove to see Denison University. We parked in the bustling downtown and had a taco at Taco Dan’s – a new establishment that wasn’t around when I was a student. Then, we drove to the Homestead parking lot and walked on in. No one was around. Some of the cabins were new – Cabin 2 and Cabin 3, I had never seen before. We sat in Cabin Bob for awhile. Steven told me that he totally understood why I wanted to take him there – it is awesome. I want to bring my children there for a reunion someday. We hiked out, drove through campus, and checked in to our airbnb – highly recommend this place – so convenient and relaxing! After a little rest, we drove back into town and walked over to the Dance building Every room was unlocked! Steven played piano and I danced. We didn’t see anyone. I love that studio the most. Then we visited other buildings – Barney, Slayter Hall, Knapp Hall. Didn’t see anyone, hardly anyone around since it was the reading day before finals. The stories didn’t come flooding back like I thought they would. It feels so long ago. We ate at “The Pub” which used to be “Brews.” Full and buzzed, we went back to the airbnb to watch “Good Night and Good Luck” and fell asleep. Then I woke up and couldn’t fall back asleep. I was obsessing over wanting to know what my KC life would be like.
On to Chicago… we stopped at Fox and Snow at the recommendation of Matthew on Wednesday morning. It was a super hip cafe and bakery – perfect! Then, we drove through under-welming Indiana listening to Breakfast of Champions. We arrived around 3pm and had time to chill and walk around before Jason and David came home. They live by lots of shops and restaurants. We had wine and empanadas and then more wine at this cool little wine shop. After chatting up the wine store people we met Jason at his gorgeous house. This house has a large open kitchen, a whisky room, a sauna, and a flawless finished basement. Love it. We saw Ari, Beth, and the children that night. Thursday, we drove into Willamette to see Bubbie and Zadie. Both visits were very good. We had a long commute back to Ukrainian Village that afternoon and then time to chill before dinner. We did the same thing Friday. Thursday night, we met Diego for Northern Thai Food at a restaurant called Sticky Rice. Delicious! I was feeling feverish but the vegetable soup, green tea, and spicy stir fry made me feel right as rain. Steven and Diego had sticky rice with there meals that came in wrapped in plastic in a little basket. Steven ordered Kao Soy (sp?) again – I had never heard of this yellow curry before – so yum. After dinner, Diego took us to this awesome whisky bar and we drank a lot of scotch and continued to catch up about life.
Friday night and Saturday morning, we hung out with Ari and family. Everett put on a full spacesuit to watch the Apollo 13 rocket launch. He is so chatty and cute and very much into space. Quinn smiles all the time and likes to climb. So glad we got to see them and 2 (and 8 months) and 8 months.
On Saturday, we finished Breakfast of Champions on the drive to Baraboo and arrived in town around 3pm. Just in time for Prom Photos in front of the Courthouse. Jake’s prom! True small town america moment. We walked around downtown Baraboo a little bit and headed back to the house to have wine and cheese with Marcy and Buddy. There house is so relaxing. We surrendered immediately to the landscape falling in love with the birds and the fresh air. Then we took Cooper on a walk and discovered tics. Lots of tics! They have a tic jar full of rubbing alcohol that you can drop the tics into when you find them crawling around on your body. We grilled and had a beautiful dinner and more scotch with our cousins. We all sat by the fire talking. Zach and Eva came home and we all went to sleep. Jake came home later with a bunch of friends and had a bon fire.
We had a welcomed lazy Sunday. Zach made super light and fluffy pancakes and then we headed out to see the Leopold Center and the Cranes Institute. We are enjoying the countryside. Steven won 2 out of 3 soccer games against Zach and it was thrilling. Tomorrow, we will head for Kansas City! Steven and I feel rested and ready.
Winding down at the ACE Hotel in Pittsburgh. We felt the stress melt off of our bodies when we walked into our room – no stuff everywhere, no trash to figure out what to do with. Our road-trip, Operation BBQ, began at 1:25pm today. Easy ride out except for the tornado warning part. The downpour slowed us down slightly but it was ok because we had the perfect soundtrack going, the Kid A album, Pyramid song, Supercollider. Other names for the trip include: Operation Billy (named after the last piece of furniture we got rid of) and Operation GTFO of DC. We landed on a name that looked forward.
Amazing night in Pittsburgh curated by Matt Ciccone. The best and magical Thai at Pusadee’s Garden and drinks back at the hotel. Great catching up with an old friend.
Like every morning after a performance, I feel empty. All of that space that was filled with rehearsals, critical thought, planning, emailing, and relationship building is now available again. I had a rehearsal for another project already this morning … but before I get to invoicing, cooking, and answering emails, I am giving myself permission to take time – to be still, and feel, and notice what comes up.
The performance was Erica Rebollar‘s Sacred/Profane. Tia Nina performed a short song and danced in the opening and closing pieces. The cast featured dance artists of various cultures and backgrounds. During an early conversation with Erica she shared her intention, to ask each women led women/girls danced company to explore sacred and profane through a feminist lens. The context of the work had to appropriate for all ages because children were in the show. At first, this censoring felt stifling because of the nature of Tia Nina’s work. Also, with that condition, how much risk taking in pushing the sacred and the profane would happen? And, the “feminist lens” part of the intention seemed to be replaced with “women experience.” The critical and political layers took a back seat in the name of accessibility and comfort.
The piece came together beautifully and received raved reviews from the audience. However, thematically, it felt safe. As a cast, we were just starting to understand where we all were coming from and what risk-taking looked like to all of us… as if we needed to make this work to make the juicier work. I appreciated everyone’s openness and commitment to the work. I was hungry for more conversations and deeper analysis of what we were all doing together.
The fact is that we are all super busy and when we take on projects, we usually can’t make time for them – we just add the rehearsals on top of everything else – and we show up, dance, and move on to the next thing. During very intensive process, our group time focused on figuring out the technical elements of the show, – out of necessity.
After the show, Tia Nina grabbed a drink and we reflected on everything – the show, the process, our politics, and what we want to do next. Here’s what I want to hold on to – I want to get better at talking to children, especially girls, about we are doing and why. We are celebrating our bodies, we are feeling good in our bodies, we are being ourselves and no one else, we are taking up space, we inviting the audience in and inviting them to be a part of it and clap along with us. And, to the vibrant and fierce older women our work is as much for you as it is for little girls – for all the same reasons. It is not about labeling or categorizing selves. There is still so much work to do to help everyone feel good in their bodies. It is a goal that I constantly strive toward in working with staff/nurses/caregivers at the hospital. Loving ourselves is key to gender equality. Sacred/Profane was a valuable step – images of only women/girls on stage are so powerful and needed. I look forward to watching a video of the piece and reflecting more. Gratitude.
Photo by David Dowling
I just got home from teaching Tai Chi at The VA. Before class, I do my rounds and personally invite the residents. As I was checking in on one of my regulars (Mr. X), his roommate started to give me his two-cents about Mr. X. I politely interjected and explained how it is not important for me to know about all of this (e.g. what the nurses think about Mr. X). In fact, his description of Mr. X was completely different from what I knew of him in class – the relationship I DO deeply care about. The roommate and I continued to have a very nourishing conversation about what artists bring to the table vs. therapists and clinicians. He totally got it. It seemed to blow his mind – he said it was as if artists were from another planet – that our approach to healing was literally out of this world. He fully appreciates the work that we do, understands the expertise we bring, and sees the need for it.
There are two of us who teach this class as part of a NCCA program and we have had the freedom to design the class in a way that draws on our dance background. The core of the class is the 18 Shibashi movements. Some of the residents have been practicing Tai Chi for years and take the class religiously. Others join in here and there or use the class as part of their rehab.
The residents are so used to being identified/addressed in a certain way. As artists, we get to engage with the residents without any knowledge of their diagnosis, history, or behavior. We are the only staff people (aside from the incredible volunteers) who knock on their door without trying to fix them. We connect simply as human beings and breathe, listen to soothing music, and move together. I didn’t realize until today, that this fact is invisible.
I feel energized from class today and grateful for the time I have right now to sit and write about it. My goal for myself as the year plunges forward is to take care of myself. The summer was tremendously full and I have not been able to take time for reflection and connecting the dots in my work. I know September always swoops in with gusto so I want to be ready. I want to be in a satisfying rhythm of exertion and recuperation. I want to connect the dots and stop rushing everywhere. Self-care just makes sense – Cheers to happiness, health, and doing my best work!
My grandfather “Zadie” turns 92 this month. He lives in Chicago but we are very close and talk almost every day about all aspects of life. He, along with my grandmother “Bubbie,” is curious about my life – always asking me good questions, giving advice and trying his best to understand what I do. A few visits ago, I lead my grandparents through guided imagery and they found it very relaxing. Zadie asked me to record my voice onto a CD to help him manage stress and practice relaxation on his own, so I did. I was happy to do this little easy gesture for him. He listened to it and liked it and shared lots of feedback.
1. Copyright and sell the track. He thought that I should do this right away. I agree. Great idea. People at the hospital have asked me about this before. Although this is flattering, it just hasn’t felt like a priority for me. Plus, I love what I do because of the face-to-face human connection. My friend and colleague at Georgetown Hospital, Tamara Wellons, might collaborate on this. We might record 1 track of guided imagery and 1 track of her singing.
2. Speakers and Microphones. This piece of feedback was difficult to decipher at first but I think I got it. He wants me to deliver the guided imagery to a group. Since my voice is intentionally soft, he said to either use a microphone or play the recording and have good quality speakers.
3. Redo. The last piece of feedback was about the script and my voice. He said I should start by inviting the listener to get comfortable and prepare his/herself to relax. Then, he urged me to blend my voice, My voice sounded choppy to him, like I finish describing one part of the body and immediately jump to the next. He suggested that I round it out and make it like a circle versus a square. He said that I should be completely relaxed myself as if I was going to fall asleep. I explained that I can achieve this quality more easily when I have an actual person with me. He asked me to grab a volunteer to receive some relaxation while I re-record the track for him.
What I love most about all of this is that we have yet another topic to talk about. Not only does he discuss it, but our conversations are intellectually stimulating. Listening to his feedback was like listening to an artist trained in Fieldwork. No judgment, clear language, and expressive.
Part of being an artist is showing up at the table. In D.C., there are many tables, endless networking to be done, and new groups of folks to introduce your work to. It is a blend of self marketing and advocating for the arts. This part of the job is persistent and necessary. Tonight, The DC Commission on the Arts and Humanities hosted a community dialogue on Healing Through Art and I was curious, so I went. I consider myself an active player in this field and want to know who else is out there and what amazing work is being done. The event took place at The Smith Center for Healing and the Arts on U Street. The new Interim Executive Director of DCCAH Lisa Richards Toney welcomed us. So excited to meet her and hear her speak! P.S. she’s a dancer! This is good D.C.! She mentioned in her remarks that DCCAH is charged with doing more than grantmaking – again, good for us! What do we want to see happen? How can we partner with DCCAH? The event had a rock star panel – I was inspired by each of them and hope to cross paths with them again.
Jeff Majors introduced himself by saying in his soothing and strong voice, “I want to see healing in my city. I want to see healing in my neighborhoods.” He is a harpist and introduced us to the idea of a “musical diet” – what are you listening to for breakfast? Before you go to sleep? Nourish yourself. I could tell how invested and influential he is in his work with youth offenders, just from witnessing his presence.
Captain Moira G. McGuire, Chief of Integrative Health & Wellness at Walter Reed, made the world of the military so approachable in her comments. It was inspiring to hear someone at that level speak so highly of the arts and the impact artists make. She made the point that artists reintroduce people to their creative side. I will take that with me into my dance classes.
Shanti Norris was inspiring to listen to. I deeply understood everything she had to say and had observed in her programs. She made the point that healing comes from within. Cures come from the external. Anyone can heal and at any time.
Lastly, Dr. Gay Hanna, Executive Director of the National Center for Creative Aging made so many great connections that are helpful to hear as I go out into the field. One, artists are models for aging well. Two, the arts can help those who feel they have lost their identity and/or hope. Three, artists inspire her. Four, ageism.
After the panel, I thought that we had stripped age out of the conversation. Frankly, it is not connected to whether the arts can help heal or not. I prefer when age doesn’t enter the conversation – what is the point? And then, in a conversation with one of the panelists, she responded to me sharing what I do with, “keep going, you’re young” … or, something like that. Is she speaking out of her own insecurity? If yes, there is no reason to – she is clearly kicking ass at staying healthy and creative. If not, in a context where we just tossed age off of the table, why make a comment? It made me feel grateful for the few colleagues in my life that never mention age and engage me in a mutually supportive relationship.
During the q&a, I asked worldwide, who are their inspirations? People? Organizations? Programs? All of their answers were local and personal. No judgment. Beautiful to hear. But still, is there an interest in partnering nationally/internationally? Who, on the global scale, is at this table? I know there are tons. Let the research and questioning continue!
Thank you to the DC Commission on the Arts and Humanities for hosting these events!
I woke up this morning with ideas for how I would start my next project. An idea has been percolating for a while but I haven’t taken the plunge to begin. I am thinking this summer will be a good time to start. The piece is a duet that will be performed at Georgetown Hospital. A fellow movement artist, Keira Hart Mendoza, and I received funding through Georgetown Lombardi to create 4 dances that will be performed in site specific locations around the hospital. So exciting! We will each create one solo on each other and one group piece. This morning, I wrote down 4 improv scores that I want to try. The scores grapple with interruption, peacefulness, solitude, and support. I cannot see beyond this right now but I trust that the dance will reveal itself as we go. With dancemaking, there are no scripts, and no directions. It is a complete leap of faith. I love the process. I cannot see the sequencing of movement that I want to choreograph now, but once I have dancers in front of me, I will know what to throw at them. I want the piece to feel good on their bodies.
Five months ago I consulted with a life coach about asking a boss for a raise. I was terrified of this necessary conversation with my boss and had no idea how to do it. It turns out that I did not know how to ask for what I want. So, I practiced asking for what I want – big things or little things, material things, non-material things, people’s time, communication, and money. I intended for this to be a daily practice and now can’t remember the last time I asked for what I want. This week, I am asking my students to ask themselves what they want out of class. In an Intro to Modern Class on Monday night, I asked the students what they wanted. I was expecting someone to ask me how to do a move or define a dance word. The response I got was, “What is modern dance?” I was so happy that I had asked a question so that they could ask their’s. Our five minute chat about modern dance built a trust and connection that felt great to me and hopefully to them too.
Now, I want to apply this concept of asking for what I want to fundraising for Tia Nina. What would I say? Something like, I want $25,000 to produce Juiced, a full-production rock show, in Fall, 2015. Funds would be used to perform a rock show over two nights. This amount would cover costs for artist fees, technical personnel, designer fees, studio rehearsal space, music recording space, materials, props, equipment rental, marketing, documentation, and project administration.
This project promotes our gender-equality messaging and how important the work is for future generations. We expose the function of gender in music performance promoting gender equality. Tia Nina illuminates how rock ‘n roll is a highly gendered form that idealizes masculine activity, feminine passivity and compulsory heterosexuality. In our dances, we consider how such gender norms are communicated through performance. Donors who give to Tia Nina can feel good about their dollars going directly toward educating their children and making the world a better place for their children’s children.
I would say that now is the time to support art in D.C. Creative forces, including Tia Nina, are about to explode and make our city the place for provocative, avant garde art. Donors want to be at the forefront of this explosion and backing a rock show by Tia Nina is exactly where they should be.
Dance moves you. Dance moves me. Dance has so much potential and so many more people to reach. Because of it’s abstract and undefinable nature, funding can be challenging. Our dance project is worthy of funds because we deliver a different kind of dance experience. As an audience member, you are involved in an interactive, communicative relationship. Rather than sit passively, you can hoot, holler and move.
Our work is making a difference. We invented a new model for performing, the feminist punk rock dance band, and we are sparking dialogue with each show. Yes, our shows expose serious themes, but they are fun, funny, and theatrical. Baltimore based Glen Ricci drives this point home when he writes, “In the most entertaining way imaginable, they manage to take decades of faux masculinity and heteronormativity that we know as The Rock Show and totally eviscerate it.”
Focus: Ask for what you want.
I am trying to write on Mondays. This week proved that if I don’t make time on Monday, I will not get to it. I spent a lot of this week daydreaming as I tried to choose what this week’s focus was going to be. Some of those thoughts may come out later and some have left my consciousness. What I can take away from last week is that I did not have a focus and it turned out ok. In fact, my classes went really well. Three experiences that stick out are a guided meditation session at the hospital, the tai chi class at the VA and the yoga class at the hospital. Each class had a depth that felt so satisfying to me and I hope to the students. On Tuesday I started giving a monthly 30 minute guided imagery session to the PT department. I did my “go to” body scan of starting with the toes and working up to relaxing the head but added in some chakra work from my yoga training. I didn’t use the word “chakra” but I marked each of the seven points with a question and invited them to meditate on the question. They were welcome to participate in any way that felt comfortable to them … just listening to the music, tuning in and out of my voice, meditating on the question, using this time for rest… whatever they needed.
This practice comes from a class I took at a yogafit training with Katie Schuver:
I am here because…
I am creative because…
I am strong because…
I love and am loved because…
I am true to myself because…
I am wise because…
I am bliss because…
Then, on Wednesday I taught at the VA, following a delicious master class with BodyCartography Project. I felt so fed and so open to give to others after dancing that morning. There were ideas from the morning class that I wanted to explore further and thought my students would enjoy, so we did just that. We spend some time sensing where the bones in our fingers connected in our shoulders and backs. We physically traced or mapped the shape of our head down to our arms. I watched discovery as they investigated the shapes of their skull and moved their arms leading with pinkies or thumbs. The class flowed so well from there.
The week finished off with our yoga class which has grown to a size of 8-12 people – so energizing! We have class in a hallway at the hospital – not ideal, but we make it work! In the summer, this hallway gets very hot and we have not found a suitable alternative. So, I designed the class to be cooling – we let out heat by exhaling with an open mouth, we flowed through a lot of heart openers, and didn’t get up off of the mat very much. During savasana (final rest), I cued everyone to acknowledge their accomplishments from the week. I think we need more of this! Feeling good about what we did do and not dwelling on the to do list. Not getting to my weekly writing was a bummer but it meant that I did accomplish other things! I am so grateful.
This week is all about making the leap from a seed to a fully grown flower. I want to heighten my observational skills and notice what I already have growing in my classes, in my one-on-one conversations, and in my creative process. When my friend asked me to water her garden while she was out of town, she reminded me to activate my inner gardener.
Spending 10 minutes in the mornings with her lush and vibrant plants was so grounding. I felt nurtured while nurturing. I also realized how much I miss being outside. I love walks, and picnics, and swimming and so feel so grateful that the warm weather is here. Any chance I can get, I want to be outside. The fresh air calms me down, and keeps life in perspective. Yes, I need to be calmed down and yes I lose perspective.
So back to the nurturing what is already growing metaphor, I am performing a new work on Saturday. We have been working on this piece for over a year and it has taken many twists and turns. It is almost performance ready, but not yet. In rehearsals this week, I want to stay positive and alert. This process is not about ego, but about the dance itself. What I love about making dances is that we get up and try out ideas. It is fun to try something, work on it, and then use it or not. We are committed to the movements not only looking right, but feeling right – which we don’t know unless we try. In talking to my friend about her garden, she has a similar creative process. She plants flowers or vegetables one place, and then moves things around next year, or takes some out, or adds new ones in. Like dances, the garden is never “finished,” it is a constant experiment. Whether we are nurturing a dance or a garden, they key is to stop and notice what we have.
This week, I am working with hospital caregivers and patients, teaching a dance class for dancers over 40, rehearsing with Tia Nina, and teaching a yoga class.
Focus: activate my inner gardener.
I have been meditating on stuff. My room is generally cluttered. Many things in my house do not have an assigned place, so clothes, papers, and electronics are tossed on to other things or balanced on “the chair.” The chair, of course, is not used for sitting, but used instead as a depository for the clothes that pass the smell test. This is how I have always lived and no organizational intervention has changed my habits. The obvious analysis of this is that it is a metaphor for my thoughts and my body. My thoughts feel cluttered and my body needs to clean up the mess inside. I know this. Life has been moving so fast, that I am taking this week to remind myself to tidy up – the tangible and the intangible. Even in rehearsal today, we gathered up the loose ends and tossed what we did not need anymore. In my classes, I want to focus on detoxing and decluttering. I am taking my Bubbie’s advice. Bubbie is my 91 year old grandmother who emails me almost everyday. Here is an email from last week:
“Take care of yourself. Peanut Butter. Go thru your drawers. You may discover a treasure.”
For context, here is an older message explaining the peanut butter:
“Have a good Tuesday. Good Luck. Keep the motor going. Eat your energy food. Peanut Butter.”
Back to going thru the drawers … I was visiting a friend last weekend and we discussed this topic a lot. She is in a new apartment with a new born and not a lot of storage space. Advice to her was, “when deciding what to get rid of, ask yourself ‘do I love it?” This process feels like such a gift. Getting rid of the items on the to do lists or the professional interests that do not feed me. I am hoping this them of making space and decluttering will inform my classes this week. I will be teaching contact improv on Thursday night and Yoga on Friday. I will also be wrapping up the conference from last week, writing a fundraising proposal, and working at the hospital. Welcoming May with a little more lightness and clarity.
I am grateful to have this platform to process the many great lessons I learn from friends and fierce forces in my life. As I write, I am reminded of the closing remarks at The Field Network conference relentlessly delivered with gusto. She encouraged us to do less with more. She encouraged self-care. I heard it as a call to simply and press the refresh button over and over. To let go of the junk and refocus, refocus, refocus on what makes us happy. Ok, 1.5 hours until I bus to the Dance Metro DC‘s “Writing about your Work” workshop. Time to kick off the week with 30 minutes of decluttering.
Focus: Spring cleaning of the physical space around me, the mind, and the body.
There are dancers everywhere. Who knows who else is one. In our DC metro area, there are so many people I never cross paths with. I adjudicated the 2015 New Releases showcase yesterday, and I only new a quarter of the artists. There were choreographers from Lanham, MD, Alexandria, VA and other far off and distant lands. How can we feel more connected? How can we share our resources? I am reminded of the transient nature of our city. It doesn’t matter that I have been here for 10 years or that I teach/rehearse/work all over town. I have consciously stepped back a little bit from taking class and seeing shows to have some more personal time, but still … there are so many new connections to make. I love meeting other dancers. I hope for more experiences like yesterday. I also hope that all of the artists who auditioned, keep working on their piece, or make this maybe not so great piece so that they can make great work later. There are resources out there. They are the perfect candidates for Fieldwork – organized, driven, and disciplined artists. Speaking of Fieldwork – The Spring Fieldwork Showing is Wednesday and then the workshop starts up again in the Fall! I am performing a work-in-progress called Sync. Another inspiring 10 weeks complete.
Focus: To celebrate the little victories.
During the week, if we look a little closer, what beauty is right in front of our nose? Let’s acknowledge it! Instead of pointing out what is missing or what we did not do, let’s build from a positive place.
Tomorrow, The Field Network is convening in DC for our Annual Conference. We are welcoming 7 other cities and have planned 2 days focused on advocacy/policy and capacity building. During this expected whirlwind, I want to find moments to pause and notice and celebrate something good or take note of what I want to think about further. I also want to note others’ small successes … to reiterate a comment or movement that moved me. Dream list for The Field/DC, while it is on my mind:
-encourage anyone who has auditioned for anything to take their piece through fieldwork
-culinary artists in fieldwork
-creating a fieldwork focused group that businesses can market test ideas on
-have fieldwork in University curriculum
I am grateful that I have dance in the mix this week … from the cerebral to the kinesthetic and back and forth. I will also be at the hospital working with caregivers and patients. The week finishes off with a gathering of the BodyWise teaching artists to provide professional development peer-to-peer and support one another in our classes.
A friend of a friend described her artist life as having three parts: the art, the social, and the healing. Hearing this clarified the what’s and the why’s of my life up until now. This was the answer to why I have continued to nurture some passions and let go of others. Right now, I love performing with Tia Nina and other interdisciplinary artists, I love Fieldwork and running The Field/DC, and I love my work as a movement artist at Georgetown Lombardi and The VA. Teaching is a persistent younger sister to the art, the social, and the healing – I love her and I find her challenging sometimes.
These passions evolved by choice and by necessity. Artist must do many things to be artists. I know that you are supposed to tailor your resume to the job or the grant that you are applying for, but I am not sure why. My whole self is what allows me to do all these different things better and continue to get better. Maybe the connection between guided imagery and feminist punk rock performance isn’t obvious but it is there! Both demand body awareness. Both encourage you to take up space and be yourself. Both do not apologize or judge. I have to express myself loudly and put myself in uncomfortable situations. I have to go against the norm and invite people to think a little differently.
Last week, while I was visiting family and friends in Boston, my friend’s husband asked me how “the dancing” was going. I answered that I love my work but I want to integrate them more. A goal of mine is to have a focus each week across the board – whether I am teaching a Shibashi class to veterans, or rehearsing a partnering duet for Tia Nina. What am I interested in right now? What is my secret thesis this week and how does it evolve to next week? On a subconscious level, this is happening. Each art activity informs the others and helps me grow as an artist. I am hoping that this blog can help me draw these connections. This is a self-study that you are invited into.
This week I am planning a national conference with other Field directors, teaching classes in movement improv, yoga, and Shibashi, rehearsing Tia Nina, showing work-in-progress at Fieldwork, adjudicating a dance showcase, and providing stretch breaks and guided imagery to hospital nurses and patients. Focus: embracing the imbalance.