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The image features a powerful duet from Complexions Contemporary Ballet. A male dancer, dressed in shimmering green pants, supports a female dancer in a gold costume as she elegantly balances on his shoulders, demonstrating strength, balance, and grace in their contemporary ballet movement.
Photo: Courtesy of Complexions
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Echoes of Tradition

Ziying Cui

Complexions reimagines the contemporary ballet landscape.

Two women standing in a spotlit space, each with a yellow top and white pants with the taller, Zoe Rabinowitz, gazing aside, embraces and holds Mary McGrath to her chest, one arm around her blond hair, the other around her back, her face buried in Rabinowitz’s chest.
Photo: Sara Radin
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Two tD Writers + Two Fringe Shows — A Reflective Conversation

Jonathan Stein

Dance and theater from artists/daughters address their mothers’ dementia.

three people wearing brightly colored clothing and blue lipstick hover closely together, looking off into the distance. they are leaning over miniature figurines of a desktop computer, a black and white checkered floor, a globe and other tiny toy objects.
Photo: Irina Varina
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Celebrating Nineties Nostalgia in ‘Future Jam ‘94’

Caitlin Green

At a séance sleepover party, they summon the spirit of Google from the future.

Yellow lights and gauzes of yellows and pinks set the stage. Seen from behind in silhouette, a belly dancer looks over her left shoulder and down. Her hands are raised slightly above her head.
Photo courtesy of the artist
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Monologue more than dance

Emilee Lord

A film about a woman's power unwinding, written from multiple women’s voices.

A white gay man lies on the floor, almost fully naked. A Black gay man dressed in a tropical dress with a hair scarf, sunglasses, and a floral bag stands next to them, extending their arms as if asking, “What’s the matter?”
Photo: Paule Turner and Dane Eissler
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My Pussy Hurts Too

Anito Gavino

Crumpled tissues on the floor, half-emptied soda bottles, and a raggedy wig tossed on the floor tell stories.

A woman in bright purple and pink short sleeves with gold trim, kneels, her left knee on the floor, the other obscured by the pleats of fabric between the legs of her costume. She rests her right hand, palm drawn with henna, gently against her cheek, seeming to hold that arm up with her left hand. Her face is tilted up, her eyes closed, and her mouth drawn tight as though pleading or sorrowful.
Image by Kutty Photography.
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Classical Storytelling

Emilee Lord

It’s all in the centuries old details.

Meghan Frederick in a kneeling, twisted pose, wearing a tank top covered in yin-yang symbols and a skirt patterned with the American flag, performing on a stage with abstract drawings taped to the wall behind.
Photo: James Izlar
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Embodying a Turbulent World

Ziying Cui

A rejection of traditional meaning-making in Western theater and improvisation.

a group of four individuals stand together with arms lifted overhead making a clapping gesture with their hands. They are outside in the grass, surrounded by trees and other greenery. Their outfits are earth tones - browns, greens, and shades of grey.
Photo: Leigh Huster
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Clapping for Nature

Caitlin Green

How does our acknowledgment of nature’s value compare to our participation in sustaining it?

A white female dancer moves in a bright green pasture, framed by a vibrant blue sky. Some trees and housing are behind her in the distance. Around her, an abstract circle frames her as she leans over her shoulder, with arms floating out to the side. Within this frame she appears fragments, with fingers and palms floating detached from her body.
Photo: Nikki Weems
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Just wait. It will become something new.

Megan Mizanty

When your ancestors share their stories after death, how do you answer?

Two dancers are intertwined, reaching upwards with their arm while in a lunge. Behind them, two other duets of dancers are intertwined making similar reaching shapes. The lighting is dim and warm, and the dancers wear multicolored pedestrian clothing. They are soft, with open palms and gently bent arms.
Photo: Owen Burnham
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Staring Back at You

Rachel DeForrest Repinz

“Where the Violets Bloom” illuminates stories of queer love, joy, violence, and community.