Nothing Is More Revealing Than Movement.

In The End, It All Comes Down To The Art Of Breathing.

I Am Absorbed In The Magic Of Movement And Light. Movement Never Lies. It Is The Magic Of What I Call The Outer Space Of The Imagination.

It Takes About Ten Years To Make A Mature Dancer. The Training Is Twofold. There Is The Study And Practice Of The Craft In Order To Strengthen The Muscular Structure Of The Body. The Body Is Shaped, Disciplined, Honored, And In Time, Trusted. The Movement Become Clean, Precise, Eloquent, Truthful. Movement Never Lies. It Is A Barometer Telling The State Of The Soul's Weather To All Who Can Read It. This Might Be Called The Law Of The Dancer's Life, The Law Which Governs Its Outer Aspects

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

We Learn By Practice. Whether It Means To Learn To Dance By Practicing Dancing Or To Learn To Live By Practicing Living, The Principles Are The Same. One Becomes In Some Area An Athlete Of God.