
perhaps it was due to the fact that in my older age i find it harder to stay completely awake past a certain hour; or maybe it was the gin and tonic before the show that did me in; but it might have just been the way the piece spiraled a little off course that inspired me to nap at 8:30pm in the gilman opera house.
it was a shame. the opening of the dance was so incredibly beautiful and original, and then it became predictably abstract and chaotic. and it made me think - this is why no one comes to see modern dance....
to be totally honest (not a lot of people know that i think this.....) i believe that for the most part, modern dance is annoying and pretentious. there have been only a handful of choreographers/works that i thought were truly wonderful. typically, i prefer performance that utilizes several parts of the human instrument, like the voice and the intellect. i can't get excited about art unless it is presenting some idea/emotion for me to consider, challenge, experience...
typically, straight up "dance" doesn't do that for me. except when made by people like sasha waltz.
despite not loving the piece as a whole - i thought tides had a gorgeous beginning half hour. i remember thinking, "how is it possible that she can still find these new and beautiful things to do with human bodies on stage? when do we run out of 'new' things to do?"
and then i started thinking about how eventually, won't we run out of new dances? new book titles? new recipes? new movie plots?
it was around that time that i started to nod off
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every story has been told a thousand times. it's about how we say it.
i think about this all the time.
i'm scared of running out of ideas.
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