dance as a metaphor

starting to get excited about dancing for two hours straight

in the wee hours of the morning yet sober

as a designated dancer for the D.A.N.C.E art club

Guinness World Record Attempt at Artspace

as part of ahi rands' 'w e l c o m e.'

I figure it can't be all that different from being a gallery guide

alone in a space for countless hours, seeing no-one

and with nothing to do but silently dance.

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w e l c o m e

curated by ahi rands

artspace

september 5 - october 4

ps am also a big fan of 'they shoot horses don't they' (1969). that's where this image comes from.

high cut

in tights

Hallberg at Work on Nowness.com

Poor Kay! A little splinter also got right into his heart.

Shortly it would turn into a lump of ice.

It hurt no more now, but the glass was there.

- 'The Snow Queen' Hans Christian Anderson 

bonsoir

veronique doisneau & jerome bel.

the dancer speaks, changes her shoes,
dances, talks about her likes and dislikes.

at one point you hear her out of breath.

she bows three times.

merci veronique!

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dance dance dance

what would have happened if the ladies of the judson church

took their act uptown to the ballroom scene in harlem?

an intriguing question no?

trajal harrell will toy with this premise

in a new commission by moma ps1

postmodern dance meets voguing... 

there will also be some discussions with none other than

andre lepecki, dance theorist extraordinaire... (sigh!)

trajal harrell

judson church is ringing in harlem (made-to-measure)/

twenty looks or paris is burning at the judson church (M2M)

sunday 13 january, 15h

moma ps1

22-25 jackson ave, long island city

new york city

(panel discussion 16h)

p.s. I really dig this image

it seems to be catering to a different sort of gaze...

interior pearls

if we could only dive down within ourselves

and bring up thought

as the diver brings up pearls-

precious pearls from the closed oysters of silence...

- isadora duncan

just finished reading isadora duncan's

1927 autobiography "my life."

total. tender and tragic.

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antipodean

thinking about all things australian-esque

prior to immanent journey across the ditch.

"put on your red shoes and dance the blues"

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