There is this great thing that can happen when you are staying in the countryside, far away from any source of light pollution. Its mid-July. The heat stays sticky even after dark, and so you decide to walk to a nearby lake in order to cool off a bit before heading to bed. When you reach the lake, you find that the clear night skyno moon, just the starsis reflected in the water.
The Seventh Regiment Armory has been a temple of service and splendor for much of its history. Completed in 1880 in the Gothic Revival style, the dramatic brick building served as base camp for a volunteer militia made of the sons of Gilded Age titans: Vanderbilt. Roosevelt. Livingston.
We value living over artifact is a statement in Katie Workums program for her newest dance work, Black Lakes. It is declarative and abstract all at once, a paradox.
At the closing of Danspace Projects Platform 2015: Dancers, Buildings and People in the Streets, I sensed some fatigue in the room. The final event was a panel discussion in two parts, and I was one of the panelists, so I cant say this perception was entirely objective.
Michelle Boulés piece, White, slowly emerges from what feels like both a literal and metaphoric darkness. Its an extended darkness born of a long, unmerciful winter in NYC. As the city finally begins to thaw, we are eager to connect to something. Something of the body. Something of aliveness. Something of hope.