The Last Day When I was first approached to make this dance for San Francisco Ballet, the world had begun to spin on a new axis. With the fallout from the election, I was just beginning to assess what the changes meant to me. At a moment like this there is a very necessary decision…

Trust. And so the pendulum swings again, this time diminished somewhat by gravity and I lie awake for only about 90% of the night. Just those tiny dips below the surface of consciousness are enough to wake up feeling exhausted instead of insane. Each time I recognized I was dreaming, I would, based on some…

I’m Not Built for a Bed and Breakfast This is a place for quiet, little people. I’m all arms and legs and bumping into things. The mere act of turning around causes the German couple across the hall to wrinkle their noses at their door, looking up over their glasses and newspapers from bed when I…

Writing is a Journey into the Unknown About once a month or so, there is a night where I don’t sleep even for a moment. This is one of those nights. It’s like when you’re at a concert and a speaker burns a high pitched squeal and you think your head is going to explode.…

I already regret this commitment to write. Sitting down to write after my first day, all I can think about are the things I don’t want you to know. I want you to picture in your mind that I am suave, like James Bond. That after being a choreographer for over 25 years, I can…

A Post a Day I’ve taken the last 6 months off from choreography so that I could finish my documentary, Gravity Hero. The film was such a big project that I was unable to complete it without giving it my full attention. It’s the longest I’ve gone without being in the studio, maybe since I…