I sat in the red cushioned seats, trying to ignore the disparity in my vision-- one contact in and one contact out is definitely not ideal--while a scene of true beauty unfolded on the stage. It took me the entire dance, but I think I grasped an idea of the underlying concept of the contemporary piece. Ripples. The same movement is made at the beginning and the end, bookending a transcendent array of interactions. As I watched, I was impressed with a sense of the universality of movement-- it's power to connect people elementally.
I really wish I had written my thoughts down earlier. Reading more philosophical homework assignments has a tendency to put my brain in constriction, and at this point my thoughts are not coming to remembrance. Sleep, where art thou?
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