Portland 01

My past experiences are right here with me and yet somehow I never quite find things exactly where I left them. I lived in Portland for seven years. It’s the place I turned thirty, it’s the first place my heart was ever broken, it’s where I bought my first house (which, if I still owned it, I would…

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Philadelphia 01

Forgiveness Tour pt. 2 Today is day one of a new chapter. My truck is packed to the bumper and Cobra and I are ready to hit the open road. I love this feeling of ending an experience and heading into the unknown. I have the grand idea of arriving on the east coast completely…

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Oklahoma 01

When I entered the Houston Ballet Academy in 1987, I was ready to quit dance. My high school training in at North Carolina School of the Arts had been so joyless and defeating that it was hard for my ego to muster any juice to continue toward dancing. After growing up in Wichita, Kansas, the…

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Germany 02

Memory The best thing about the German language is that so many of the words sound like cute English cognates. Reading the signs in Germany is one of my favorite forms of entertainment. The German word for “exit” is “Ausfahrt”. That one works on so many levels. Or that “Schmuck” means “jewelry”. Or that “Ich…

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Germany 01

My first time working in Europe was in Germany. It was 2001 and I was commissioned to make a new work for Stuttgart Ballet. As someone who travels to the rawest of far off lands in my head, the instability of creating something by additionally traveling to such a foreign place was intense. Never in…

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Boston 01

How do I know that the way I am doing the thing I am doing is the best possible way to do it? If you are like most people, the rare occasion you hear a recording of your voice is a cringing shock. Our perception of the sounds we make is different from how every…

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