CAB.

It's been an amazing four day journey auditioning for and working with Camille A. Brown in New York. Funny thing, before coming I was so worried about how I'd do, not in terms of the audition but with the movement. I felt like maybe I had lost a sense of my natural groove, the groundedness in the aesthetic of Black movement since I'd been so upright and on my toes with River North's six-step pirouette jazz classes and Hubbard Streets reoccurring tombe-coupe-jete during Ballet. But no, it was there. I found it with ease and I soon connected it with this pleasure to be in my body for the first time in a long time. I even found a tap side to me LOL imagine that y'all!!

There was characterization, there was confrontation, moments of deep thought and discussion and there was humanity. Altogether in a brief series of rehearsal days. I felt like I was investing my full self as an artist into the work, my observations of life as well as my experiences as a dancer found a safe place in the studio to be discussed and closely examined for creative insight.

As rehearsal time came to its end, a brush of sadness came over me. I'd grown attached to the movement and to the time spent with CAB dancers, it almost felt not-right to be leaving.  But such is the life of a dancer constantly having to say goodbye and making new hellos. Well I hope to be saying hello to them again in the very near future...