Both in English and Hebrew, we speak of this balance as something that must be found. It is as if the perfect blend of professional and personal is out there somewhere, hidden amongst the emails and heaps of laundry and one must only look hard enough and with a keen enough eye to locate it. And when it is found, what happens?Read more
Recently, while discussing the concept for a new piece with a colleague, she urged me not to give up on the physicality of the work. “You can say so much of what you want to say in text, but I want to see you trying to say it through movement, too,” she said.
It occurred to me that this is a good challenge to apply to my parenting and that the text/movement balance exists in my parenting as much as it does in my choreographic work.Read more
Inevitably, family gatherings go on a little too long, past the point where everyone is happy to be together, past the dinner, dessert, coffees and teas and into a strange no-man’s-land of social interaction. The kids get cranky, the conversation runs dry, someone gets upset, screens arise from the purses and pockets they’ve been stuffed into. This desire to stay together, to milk the last drops of family time, is similar in nature to that need for one more scene, one more phrase, ten more minutes set to one last piece of music.Read more
Our children enter the world to upstage us. Their youth marks the waning of our own, their innocence points to the disappearance of our own. The freshness of a baby is entrancing, and it works as a tonic on most adults around. We can so easily forget ourselves when faced with our children.Read more