Half off, your shirt smothers your head...and you are faceless, everywoman, and an uncanny double of Abu Ghraib prisoners.
We start to see it for what it is: an exhausting relay, an impossible attempt to keep up.
A work like Mary Wigman’s Hexentanz provides a jolting reminder of the power and intensity of early modern dance.
One narrator posits that miracles may not be possible, but this lo-fi, rickety cart-stage and its ingenious human operators o
In Fore-ign/Fore-out, four choreographers explore states of liminality—of how to be between things.
Their spines are sinewy and roiling, their necks crane towards the ceiling, and their eyes roll upwards... this is a dance of
Individuals began confronting one another in primal, circular patterns. A fight for change has begun.
Nichole Canuso's "Pandaemonium" traverses mind-blowing scale in the course of its one-hour duration.
Stein’s dancers were joined by eight community performers of various ages and backgrounds, a fine choice for Frieda's Café.
This piece, still new in my body, is already teaching me life lessons on flexibility of all kinds.