Find The Passion. It Takes Great Passion

Who Am I?, The Artist Asks. And He Devotes His Whole Life To Finding Out.

Great Artists Can Be Uncertain. Of Course They Are While Strugggling To Find Solutions. Tolstoi's Scripts Are Almost Indecipherable. Emily Dickinson Provided Four Or More Alternates For Every Word; Beethoven Wrestled With Endings To The Point Of Exhaustion; In Our Day Jerome Robbins And His Lack Of Decision Are A Byword In The Dance Profession. But All Of These Knew Very Well What They Did Not Want, And What They Did Not Want Was The Current Coin, The Well-worn Usage. What They Wanted Was Something Newly Experienced, And Therefore Unknown And Hard To Attain.

The Choreographic Process Is Exhausting. It Happens On One's Feet After Hours Of Work, And The Energy Required Is Roughly The Equivalent Of Writing A Novel And Winning A Tennis Match Simultaneously.

Theater People Are Always Pining And Agonizing Because They're Afraid That They'll Be Forgotten. And In America They're Quite Right. They Will Be.

The Universe Lies Before You On The Floor, In The Air, In The Mysterious Bodies Of Your Dancers, In Your Mind. From This Voyage No One Returns Poor Or Weary.