In this duet, What If, I am considering the notion of action and consequences. My movement is the action and my partner's response is the consequence.
The idea for the piece came from a dream. I am standing at the water's edge; many dead bodies float on the water. It is a tragic but not unexpected sight in places close to the sea that are prone to flash floods. If I stepped into the water, what would happen? What would happen if I do not? There is always "what if" and only when I step into the water will the possibilities end. But I shall stand on the edge of the water again, tomorrow.
The piece is about the sense of experiment, the feeling you get on the edge of an act, the sense of different possibilities. If I choose one way, it unrolls a sequence of events that would be different if I chose another way or chose later rather than sooner. Act and timing. But on the point of acting you still do not, cannot know. Life is a series of "what ifs" and sometimes regrets. But when the step you take opens a path of happiness, you think it was the best and only step to take but....are you sure? The first few steps might be happy but of short duration leading to a long sorrow, but the first sad steps may open the way to a long happiness instead. I don't know. We never know.
This piece presents the mythological story of Medusa from a different perspective by using a small flash light. In the first section, Medusa is a woman on the outside, but who is slowly becoming inside herself. Medusa is crying crying crying in silence.... Her tears made a puddle with a mirror like surface, reflecting her face. At whom is she looking now? A monster with snacks? A girl who has the most beautiful hair?
Night Tide is a composition for a male and female dancer, dealing with internal and external struggles. In it, the female dancer reaches out toward the male dancer, but he doesn't know what she wants. Though she knows what she wants, she does not allow herself to give in to her feelings. He senses her, but doesn't totally perceive her.
One entity pushes towards the other, the other away. The ending is what neither of them wants.
A solo dancer rolls onto the stage, unwinding from, but still attached to, a very long piece of fabric. She moves as if she has been asleep forever and has been hiding from life. She does not realize she is tied to something (or someone), which is reflected by the taut material and her subtle struggle to free herself. When the material suddenly snaps away from her, she is cast into a new sense of uncertainly, represented by the new space around her though which she must now try to move.