I was looking through a book to come up with ideas for today's improvisation. Nothings was jumping out, but as I flipped through the pages, I realized how interesting it was to flip through the pages. Aha! There was my entry point. I couldn't use the book I was looking at as it was a borrowed book, and I vow to return books in the condition I receive them. So I went to my bookshelf and grabbed The Vision of Modern Dance. As I started dancing, it just felt right to read. And I learned the other day that improvisation and talking at the same time is quite difficult. So I read aloud, and let my body move on autopilot, as the words of modern dance's greats washed over me.
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February 2018
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