it seems i am churning out dances as quickly as possible these days.
one after another
the dams have broken and they keep coming
different, unique, interesting, time consuming, fun
i look at it like collage-ing.  piecing together moments that have already lived. resuscitating movement
i'm often surprised by the new colors created by new combinations...old combinations...it's all blurry at this point
there really is nothing new under the sun

"the good artists borrow, the great artists steal" it's uncertain if picasso really gave us this quote, but it has none-the-less shaped and molded my sense of creation. i unashamedly take what i like, rearrange and reorganize it to fit my body and to fulfill my conceptual needs. i am liking what is being birthed, rather rapidly, after what seems like years of labor pains.

now to nurture this baby and watch it turn into who it was meant to be.

commitment