Featuring works both improvised and composed, the performance asks me to bring my attention to time and to space.
Like a sculptor aiming for a semblance of life, the author adjusts her sights beyond the facts, on Marie Van Goethem’s soul.
It makes sense somehow, as postmodern gumbo usually does.
Koulman’s fine group of artists splashed balletic bravura across the footlights.
Grounds that Shout! continues Reggie Wilson’s research into sacred spaces, ecstatic movement, and African diasporic experienc
I watch their pelvises shift and gyrate, thinking of the intestines beneath.
JUNKSPACE moves deftly with deference to and camaraderie with the building's space.
Kerbel and Grinberg are clearly meant to be dance partners.