The potential of this question draws me to respond with more questions: What can dance be? Or what can be dance? It...

Time to bathe al fresco watched by frosty stars and a crescent moon. I twist quickly for warmth beneath needle-like strands of hot water dispensed by an ancient...

As an artist I am constantly striving for new ways to express the vast array of swirling emotions within my being, and living in...

Breathing Away the Darkness At night, lights appear, unseen amongst daytimes dominating sun. Scattered bits of moon peering curiously through window slats. The warmth of some adjoining room creeping...

Inner Compass Golden shovel from David Whyte’s poem “Sweet Darkness”“…anyone or anything that does not bring you alive it too small for you.” It could rain...

The Archie Edwards Blues Heritage Foundation proves that the amateur music presence in DC is powerful, and all are welcome to become a part...

Unlike a writer - who works alone until ‘ready’ for the editor - choreographers most frequently do not choreograph without another body, a human subject. Ideas are being observed and evaluated by your dancers, in front of your own public as it were, even as they are being created.

Dear Brother, I have not seen you in fifteen years.I'm not sure how to miss you.At first it was easy,plug in your Super Nintendoand sit...

The divorce. The final chapter of our union tells of bone deep chagrin- the dumb utter of 'I feel statements' plays itself like a mantra, useless invocations found in the crumpled leaflets from...