“Talent is Overrated: What Separates World-Class Performers from Everybody Else” and What that Means for You as a Belly Dancer

Lately, I’ve been reading extensively on creativity and high-performance. I secretly hope that just reading the right thing will forever change my ability as a dancer and make me the best I can possibly be. I’m looking for a quick fix, if you will. In my frantic search for the missing ingredient in my dance … Continue reading “Talent is Overrated: What Separates World-Class Performers from Everybody Else” and What that Means for You as a Belly Dancer

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Raks Sharqi (Belly Dance) as a Community of Practice

“This is the time that you as a dancer pull the audience into you… It’s as if you could put them inside of your chest, and it’s a very difficult thing to do”, Ava explains to group of 20 or so young women, intently listening to her every word [Ott 2013]. Find yourself within the … Continue reading Raks Sharqi (Belly Dance) as a Community of Practice

The 5 Minute Hug: Testing the Boundaries of Dance as a Performer and Audience

–Thoughts on making the audience think, abstract dance, and internal and external meaning from my classmates, instructor, and myself.– Today I woke up at 6:45 to get to my Modern II class by 7:30am, and before you call me a saint for waking up so early twice a week for the sake of art, just know … Continue reading The 5 Minute Hug: Testing the Boundaries of Dance as a Performer and Audience

Yaqui Easter Festivities-Sabado de Gloria, Tempe AZ 2013

The drive into Guadalupe is strange. The city of Tempe has swallowed the little town whole. Suddenly at the end of a busy city street a sign marks “Entering Guadalupe” and past this sign the streets narrow and slow. The buildings are suddenly older, patchworks of paint and plywood surrounded by fences. Here and there … Continue reading Yaqui Easter Festivities-Sabado de Gloria, Tempe AZ 2013

Reflection on the Work and Life of Gertrude Kurath

           Gertrude Kurath and I have been speaking, lately. I looked through her photographs and watched her life go by. Her profile on the page was full of elegant lines, a slight smile, and hair that changed through the decades. Her eyes were always looking off into the distance, as if … Continue reading Reflection on the Work and Life of Gertrude Kurath