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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
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Grief Exhausted Is Made Lighter

Nadia Ureña

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

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

Nadia Ureña

A haunting confrontation on the frontier.

Three dancers in stand in a narrow diagonal against a stark white background. They all look off in different directions. On the left Annie Peterson wears a red bandana and a red pinnie gazes on a slight downward angle. In the center a Vitche-Boul Ra dons a colorfully patterned shirt, sets his sights up and to his right. On the right Zeze Schorsch in a red tie dye tee with a black vest overlain looks straight up, chin forward toward the camera.
Photo: Melissa Simpson
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Consenting to Play

Nadia Ureña

Sometimes the performance is in fact play.

A group of dancers wearing all black with old-fashioned wartime helmets pile over one another, leaning onto each other with eyes tensely closed. A red light encapsulates the space, as large black spikes climb upwards along the back wall.
Photo: Andrea Mecchi
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earth as a woman’s body

desire amaiya

on the frontlines in France, there is an innocence as they talk about war.

pink backlight, three dancers, left most has right arm up and left arm down, middle has both arms bent upward, right has bent left arm and straight right arm, all in purple polos, two white set pieces frame the image with black curved lines.
Photo: Thomas Choinacky
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i hold your towel just how you like it

desire amaiya

we are spectators in a typically unwatched game.

Photo: Britt Davis
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Portraits of Illusion and Collapse: OhOk at Fringe

Kara Nepomuceno

Dreams, theatrics, ruminations, and inversions structure the Berlin-based collective’s latest dance film.

Photo: JJ Tiziou
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Dance as Spectacle: Le Super Grand Continental Takes the Club Outside

Karl Surkan

Think line dance meets flash mob, and what do you get?

Photo: Veronique Ellena
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Love-ish Letters: Write Back Atcha and Jerome Bel’s Gala

Julius Ferraro

Baby Bowie and all the feels at Bel's Gala with Write Back Atcha.

Photo: Kaitlin Chow
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Water Anyone?

Lynn Matluck

The dancers appeared to be following the deep paths of their own watery innards, or flowing along a torrent slightly out of their own control.