Light falls (only to catch these fleeting moments)
Body becomes voice.
Movement becomes listening. Together we fill the space, and from an empty studio emerges a stage; dancer and non dancer, we become one form that transforms throughout the duration. Sharing the stage and shifting the weight of our own personal strengths - consent, trust, and friendship build the foundation of our collaborations.We dance like one speaks; freely and openly. Each word in our head becomes a step, alternating who speaks when. The struggle to form a sentence becomes weight,the eloquence of thought becomes grace. Our words, our bodies flow between, into, out of. A paragraph slides between power and collusion.
Our intention, our love becomes poetry.