Saturday, June 6, 2009

A Brief Essay on Dance Art

I don't think I like to make dances about the emotional. I hate justifying a movement so that it relates to something other than the movement around it. I think that's why I want to defy the "What does it mean?" question. It could mean a lot, guys. But what exactly does it mean? I don't know.

I hate the wading pool of the literal. I prefer to doggy-paddle in the deep end. I like things I can't find answers to. Not because "I want someone to give me something to think about." I have enough of that. I want someone to give me something to experience. When I watch dance I never walk away from it wondering what it meant. I mean sure, college dance always leaves a strained expression on your face but I'm starting to believe that's what it's supposed to do. When I try to answer the "What do you think it meant?" question, I usually never come up with anything solid or original. For me, it isn't about what it all meant. It's about what it did to me while I was watching it.

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