I watched this piece at the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA) almost a year ago, which makes it rather bizarre that I am publishing a post about it now. There seems to be a constant fear in dance that we need to capture as much as we can before it fleets away: we need photos, […]
I attended the Women’s March in New York City yesterday to protest against the hateful rhetoric directed towards the most disenfranchised groups of people in the American society, which was propelled into the public’s sphere by the one and only Donald Trump. “Why?”, my mom exclaimed, struggling to grasp my recent political outbursts, “You’re not gonna […]
This one is probably the trickiest one to write because Juliana is the only choreographer at American Realness Festival whom I know personally. I also happen to have studied with her extensively last summer at American Dance Festival and she also happens to be one of my favorite people in the world. I am saying this not […]
This is probably the weirdest experience I have had throughout the whole festival. I am saying this not because the piece itself is weird but because it resembles my latest piece Interbeing too much. I have been joking with my friends that Carrying Capacity is the black version of Interbeing but frankly it has never been a joke (in fact, there […]
Meg Stuart is one of those choreographers whose name everyone drops around among the dance community and whose works I’ve always pretended to be familiar with in order to sound smart. The fact that she is based in Europe even furthers this cloud of mystery that I have around her image – yes, she is one […]
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