Sep 15, 2018
4 min read
Arting between fear and audacity
Reflections on a career in dance.
Falling in love with dance was easy. It could have been anything. I was primed to fall in love, the way teenagers often are. Dance was just the closest celestial body within range of my solitary planet.
Imagine if it were poetry or cocaine or any number of other dangerous things. How different would my life have been?
