Wednesday, December 29, 2010
December 29, 2010
Standing naked before God. No shame. It is how he made me, just as I am. Feeling a bitter, sweet, sad and a glorious meloncholy.
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Posted by Unknown at 12:04 AM
The world of the past is no more and the world of the future will never arrive. There is only now and how you decide to respond in the now.
Postmodernism has past.
We believe in the intelligence of the body, the intelligence of the mind and that the two are impossible to separate.
Dance is the result of the physicalized mind and the verbose body and we reject putting the cart of scholarship and language before the horse of dance.
Performance happens now, it does not have to secure funding, book a theater or advertise in newspapers. It does not need rehearsal space. It does not need a concept. It does not need to last for more than a second. It does not need to be ephemeral. It does not need flowy pants, tight tops or bare feet. It does not need previews, reviews or even to be seen at all.
We reject the term modern dance, we make art through movement. We dance, we make videos, we make paintings, we make video games, we write, we sculpt, we draw, we act, we sound and we move. We make art. We are artists.
We can change the world.
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