performing
i performed this weekend with next reflex, a group i’ve been working with recently. ahh, performance is so funny. i read on kelly mayfield’s blog (somewhere–i can’t find it anymore!) how much she loves performing, how it is the place where she feels most alive. i love performing too–the way that those moments onstage extend and force me to be only present, only there in that moment. most of all, what i love is looking out into the audience, the black space where i know people must be, with an open face and body–it’s like leaping into a void and trusting that i will be held.
but a really common feeling for me right before i go on, particularluy when i’m doing a solo or a piece that’s esp physically demanding, is “what the fuck was i thinking when i agreed to this?”
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