funny vid

Performing at St. Marys College!

So.... we're dancing at St. Marys College all next week (Tues-Sunday)

We're presenting 25 mins of material; I'm pleased with how the work has continued to develop. This piece of protest and inquiry has led me down a very personal journey as I uncover and reclaim some personal patriotism.

Objects of Hope: The America Project



This dance concert opens in the Bruce Davis Theater of Montgomery Hall on Wednesday, December 5, at 8 pm. Show times are December 5-8 at 8 pm and December 9 at 2 pm. Tickets are $4 for students and $6 for the general public. Tickets for the December 8 benefit performance for the St. Mary’s River Watershed Association are $10. For reservations, contact the theater box office (240-895-4243) or boxoffice@smcm.edu. The event is produced by the Department of Theater, Film, and Media Studies and directed by faculty member Merideth Taylor.

Mother/Daughter Tango

The space beyond:
caring
desire
need
love
support
anger
apathy.

Beyond apathy

How did I get here?

NO MORE:
acceptance
explanation
justification
compromise
enabling
fear.

The space beyond:
weightless
wordless
timeless

complete and whole
within my own nature
and the moments shared
with loved ones
who love me.

FREE

floating, soaring, turning, seeing;
drinking in a new tomorrow.

I made the piece below about my own relationship with my mother. That relationship is in tatters as I write. In my history, this is a cycle. A cycle that includes vicious words, long silences, and one-sided warmth. I choose to exit the cycle. What lies in the space beyond?

Hear me ROAR...

My garbage disposal has been broken for a while now. I got sick of getting $300 estimates for a plumber to come look at it. I decided to use the extra time I have on this day (no dancing work over the holiday) to investigate plumbers on craig's list. Initially I got $200 estimates instead of $300, BUT THEN....

I called a very nice person who helped me help myself and save some much needed cash. He had me use an allen wrench to manually twist the grinders from underneath. Picture this: me, sprawled on my back under the sink, wrench in hand, working on my garbage disposal. :)

IT WORKED! I feel so handy and accomplished. Today garbage disposals, tomorrow...

a nap.

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pictured, my fabulous niece: Eris jumping like the magnificent person she is!

Wishes...

My dear friend Arianna is getting hitched tomorrow. I am her MOH... kinda scary business! She's a wonderful, wonderful person and she found her compliment in this world; her husband is a blessing to her and she is to he. I wrote this thinking about their marriage - and many other people in my world right now.

I see so much beauty and possibility all around me; with people, art, ideas, solutions, and unity. However, I am forever tempered by the darker side of my reality: I've seen much fruit wither on the vine; untasted, tested, harvested, and tried. Possibility is like ripe fruit waiting to be picked; the effort of the climb is the greatest deterrent.

I'm encouraged by Arianna's bliss: happiness is, after all, contagious.

CHERISH
thinking of you and only of you. I find myself once again confused.
why do i miss someone I see almost everyday?
I am not without your attention, affection and love;
yet, I am filled with longing... not only desire,
that's there too, but a longing to be
closer
to set myself free within the glow of us.
let me release:
relax, breathe and be still
this unsettled feeling distracts me
I have other things to do,
thoughts to think,
dreams to turn into reality
ah, but a long-forgotten dream so nearly fulfilled:
happiness with another so like me
yet,
so different.
you are not tormented this way.
my love does not sit on a shelf and wait
it is alive;
needing food, water, & shelter from
all storms
I found home in your arms,
nourishment in your lips, hands, eyes, and smile
your honey voice is a cool balm on a tired, old soul
the younger spirit within me leaps and twirls
with joy
long
forgotten
my heart given freely, but certainly without ease;
you see,
my soul is older than it appears
worn and weathered by lives past
I've known love like this before;
a rare seed to be planted and tended with the greatest care;
fragile? no,
it can withstand trials unimagined
but, precious, wonderful, and often mistreated
cherish.
us
we
me
you
cherish me as I do you

Our Favorite Bartenders...

Okay... so Shallom & I have a few favorite bartenders. They keep us smiling and they know how to entertain! Luis & Andrew, for your pleasure... we have yet to capture casey.

LICK - rehearsal

This is rehearsal footage from a duet Shallom & I performed last weekend. It's part of Echo Park Contemporary Ballet's rep. Artistic Director, Cedric Tillman. Think Fedoras, white button-downs & bootie shorts. Enjoy.