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Inspired by the music

7/28/2012

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It starts with a song randomly played on my iPod. It causes me to pause because at that moment while in the creative process of a new danztheatre piece, it speaks to me. 

I'm currently, exploring what it means to "touch" someone both metaphorically and physically. Everyday we have the power to change the world through our connections with others. 

Listening to Joy Division's Atmosphere, the lyrics are representing one aspect of touch. The last time. Walking away in silence, once we face the illusions that we have created in our lives. The touch is no longer soft, but hard and cold like the bleakest days of winter. Although this song will not be used in the performance, it is the inspiration behind a monologue and a physical duet.
 
The eyes say it all. It is a point of pure vulnerability to allow someone to look into them. They are as the cliche' says "the window to the soul." You may wonder what they see. This is vulnerability. The place were artists create from reflecting what they see in the world around them.

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Embryo

7/23/2012

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Embryo 
The lines etched in your palm are the branches in my tree of life,
I knew you before you were born,
A thought of joy,
A passage of wisdom,
A life cycle completed,
An embryo growing inside of me.
I imagined your smile,
your laugh,
your dreams,
what infinite possibilities of each new day would bring to your life.
I imagined your tiny, soft, uncalloused foot in my hand for the first time.
Never expecting the cord of our connecting life source would wrap around your neck,
Ending the gift that you were to become.
The branches on my tree fell.
A moment never to be had.
A dream never to become.
A touch never fully realized,
A life cycle completed.
An embryo no longer growing inside of me.

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Touch- New work based on the poetry of Rumi

7/7/2012

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