We were, we both realized, acting like fifth graders. Or maybe the fifth graders were picking up on our cues and acting like us?Read more
Could it be that by letting them suck at bowling we are preparing them for the myriad experiences of sub-average performances they will no doubt give throughout their lives? After all, no one hits the bullseye every time.Read more
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
In live performance, every show is different. Every body is in a slightly different configuration each day, each person is in a unique mood during the show and there are all of the outside stimuli and conditions that influence the way things feel. A cold day can lead to a stiff performance and a sweltering day can garner a droopy one. Because dance is a form resting on the living body, not machines, it has to be infinitely flexible. It has to consider that no two days are the same and, as such, no two shows can be identical. What works one day won’t work the next.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