Constant flux: to hold the future within the present is to master time. Dancing’s tricky; at first I try to place everything in its proper place, constant observation, too much deliberation. Then I feel the rhythm, dancing in time. The mistake is to confound time with space; the series of acts cannot be identified with the underlying duration. Feeling is a process, but how is one to tell if one is really in it, or simply replacing it with a series of lifeless states? To avoid it is a straying away from ourselves. We simply stand before our own shadow.
Creativity is a bringing into life. There is a time for expression and for accumulation; to synthesize is where I tow the line. I possess an inexhaustable will to life. I live to make others come alive.