I Did Not Choose To Be A

If I Can't Dance, I Don't Care If My Dances Are Ever Done Again!

Dance Is A Song Of The Body. Either Of Joy Or Pain.

The Body Says What Words Cannot.

It Is Difficult To See The Great Dance Effects As They Happen, To See Them Accurately, Catch Them Fast In Memory. It Is Even More Difficult To Verbalize Them For Critical Discussion. The Particular Essence Of A Performance, Its Human Sweep Of Articulate Rhythm In Space And In Time Has No Specific Terminology To Describe It By.

No Animal Ever Has An Ugly Body Until It Is Domesticated. It Is The Same With The Human Body.