The beauty and movement that is embodied in dance cannot but adequately expressed in words. It is literally a kind of art in motion, a fleeting but powerful some-thing that reminds us that we are indeed alive. It is so fundamental to who we are as humans that even babies will gyrate when that beat drops. Capturing the feeling of this magical embodied art form was the goal. Or rather the impetus here. Background collapses in to form and form collapses into background. Comprehension is secondary. The goal is to feel it. To…feel…it.
