thINKingDANCE

Donate

Dance

A dancer with braids leans against the shoulder of another dancer in a dimly lit room with a red hue. Both wear black and seem to be enjoying each other's company.
Photo: Ally Wilson
  • Reviews

Grief Exhausted Is Made Lighter

Nadia Ureña

A turbulent exploration of how exhausting it feels to hold space.

A stage bathed in blue light, performers all in black. One stands at the left side of the image, glancing center-stage at two dancers. Those two dancers morph together into one as one-crouches, belly up in a crab-position balanced on one hand, and the other sits precariously on their lap, knees up to their chest.
Photo: Kylie Shields
  • Reviews

Folding Histories Into Prayer

Ankita

A spiritual guidebook, holding space

Two Black performers stand side-by-side, wearing pedestrian clothing – lacy, patterned white tops layered over shades of beige and brown. Their gaze extends out to their right, converging on an unknown entity in the distance. Surrounding them, a park with green grass and trees foregrounding urbanity.
Photo: Shoshana Isaacs
  • Reviews

Secrets shared, Innocence lost

Ankita

How do you perform secrecy?

ora chipaumire, a black woman with short hair and the creator of Dambudzo, is in the foreground wearing a black t-shirt and singing into a microphone with her eyes closed as another cast member sings into the background, amidst several audience members.
Photo: Jonathan Stein
  • Reviews

Chi Buku

E. Wallis Cain Carbonell

“We know all about you. You are here to know about us.”

Two dancers sit on a red floor in front of a black backdrop with their hair braided into updos with cornrows. They are topless with their bare backs facing the camera, wearing black leggings. They mirror each other, leaning toward one another with one hand outstretched, resting on the other’s shoulder. The other arm arcs overhead, also in the direction of the other.
Photo: Wright Eye Visuals
  • Reviews

Seeking Sisterhood Amidst Unsafe Systems

Caitlin Green

The dynamic and expressive dance carries a constant groove amidst the rhythmic shifts.

Against a black background, Schreiben wearing a black suit stands partially obscured by the vibrant red parasol he is holding.
Photo: Bootstrap Media Group
  • Reviews

Respecting the Ritual

Nadia Ureña

A story-telling ritual gone awry invites us to respect the god in all things.

Kay MacMaster wearing blue coveralls stands in the center of a wood paneled performance space. Their body is folded forward, knees slightly bent, and the head tossed sideways with their long blonde hair dramatically fanning out, capturing a feeling of wild abandon and emotional release.
Photo: Natalie Fiol
  • Reviews

Stripping the Dual West

Nadia Ureña

A haunting confrontation on the frontier.

In greyscale photograph, a hand emerges from the dark, fingers shades of white and grey like brushstrokes.
Photo: Rece Komorn
  • Reviews

Excavating the Imprint

E. Wallis Cain Carbonell

Imbued with the qualities of the surroundIngs, they are receivers.

Three dancers in dynamic positions pose against a stark white background. On the left Annie Peterson wears a red bandana and a red pinnie is hunched over looking down. In the center a Vitche-Boul Ra dons a colorfully patterned shirt, has one arm akimbo and the other reaches out towards the lens. On the right Zeze Schorsch in a red tie dye tee with a black vest overlain leans back and looks towards the other dancers.
Photo: Melissa Simpson
  • Reviews

Consenting to Play

Nadia Ureña

Sometimes the performance is in fact play.

white person wears an astronaut helmet with the face shield down, though it doesn’t quite cover their chin. They stand with one foot in front of the other and hold up an arm, softly opening their palm to face forward as if waving or saying “hold up”. Turquoise light makes shapes on their open palm and their neck. They’re dressed in textures of blue, glimmering pants and a blue bomber with cinched ruffled seams along the arms. Two stage blocks rest behind them, one with a pair of plush white boots set atop.
Photo: William Frederking
  • Reviews

Calling All Querthlings

Xander Cobb

An extraterrestrial Gospel to absolve you of queer shame and anxiety – no promises.

Search

More results...

Generic selectors
Exact matches only
Search in title
Search in content
Post Type Selectors
Writers
Filter by Categories
.
Book Reviews
Interviews
News
Reviews
thINKpieces
Write Back Atchas