Solstice infers a moment when the sun stands still--held, as it were, between our desire to rest and our desire to bring in the light. This tension of desires is omnipresent for me in taking/teaching/making dance classes and practices. How can I lie on the floor forever whilst also moving continuously, exhaustively, cathartically? How can I pay attention and also dis-attach? How can I take care, be detail oriented but whimsical, unconcerned with my individuality or obsessed with my trauma and fragility. Or can exhaustive obsession give way to something else? So I say YES DECEMBER 22! LET’S HAVE A FUCKING DANCE CLASS.
December 22nd Saturday 1-3pm // $15 drop-in // no one turned away for lack of funds