You know when you have a dream that is so real you wake up and can't accept reality?
I dreamed I was dancing on the moon and now I can't get that concept out of my head.
I was weightless yet free, engulfed by the dark blue sky.
I was surrounded by stars and my body was illuminated by the ground below.
Perhaps one day it will happen. Or perhaps I know now what my next piece will be about.
What are some words that come to mind when you think of dancing on the moon?
(This is part of the choreographic process so you might just help me create a masterpiece!)
These photos of me were taken by a fellow dancer at Laban.