Day 86

Same ole. Same ole. Same ole.  Watching today's improv put me in a foul mood.  I didn't see a single new idea.  I have developed movement habits and patterns, and I feel that my past couple improvisation sessions in the studio have been more or less the same.  On top of that I notice how I am not articulating through my feet, and am not using my plie to make movement wider, larger, and smoother.  Bleh.  I am going to make it my goal that the next improvisation sessions do not take place in a dance studio.  The space carries too much baggage.