2 AM. Can’t Sleep: Choreography.
I realized this evening that I will have to make an audition video for the graduate programs in Dance/Movement Therapy.
I kind of knew this anyway – it just hadn’t sunken in yet.
Tonight, in bed, I found myself percolating choreography. This is new – mostly I percolate writing. But it suddenly occurred to me that here I have this awesome chance to do something cool; make a dance and perform it and film it.
I am thinking about using either one of Eric Satie’s gymnopedies (three, maybe?) or a selection from Holst’s The Planets (Mercury, perhaps?). Very different pieces, but both ones I’ve loved so long that they’re in my bones. When we were little, my sister and I created epic ballets to The Planets every chance we got.
So now I can’t sleep because my brain won’t quit dancing. I guess I should apply the brakes to avoid mania, but this creative force feels really good.
Now if I can just master grand jete en tournant (or, as my phone would have it, en gourmand) by November………..