Composition and Life Context

Composition has always been a bit of a “comfort zone” course for me. I lack confidence in so many areas as a dancer and artist, but I can always confirm with myself that I make decent work in composition. I noticed recently two stipulations of this. Firstly, it’s been made very clear to me that…

Three Weeks of Minus 16

What a whirlwind. I have so many things I could say about the last three weeks. A good amount of which would not be appropriate for me to put on my professional blog. I spent the last three weeks dancing alongside professional ballerinas, feeling a lot of emotions, throwing my body around recklessly on a…

A Brief and Overly Simplistic Reflection: RYT-200

As I pack my bags to return to the lovely state of  Ohio for another incredible experience (that I cannot get over how beyond blessed I am to have such opportunities) I must reflect on this serene and imperative summer.   To fully encapsulate the depth of my experience during Om Factory NYC’s 200-hr Yoga…

Prequel: Self Study

Chapter 2, Text 17 of the Bhagavad-gītā states: “One who is, however, taking pleasure in the self, who is illuminated in the self, who rejoices in and is satisfied with the self only, fully satiated – for him there is no duty”. Give or take some yogic context as well as the fact that this…

Group Forms: Work and Reflection

Composition classes are a great space for personal growth. I took Group Forms in the hope that I would become more proficient and translating my artistic aesthetic onto larger groups of people. I found that I gained a lot of skills I didn’t expect such as being able to work better in collaboration with other…

My 2nd Year at OSU: A Melodrama

Sophomore year didn’t end with a bang. My second year at OSU was one Big Bang that’s ending with a nice fizzle. Freshman year was an easy reflection. Thanks friends, thanks family, etc. The usual narrative. This year ran a lot deeper than that. My second hear at OSU has easily been the densest of…

Preserved, Revered, in Whole

The act of art making is intensely and inherently vulnerable… what else is new. You take some of the deepest bits of your soul and put it in a glass box, or in our case a black box, for people to experience, question, indulge in, judge, fall in love with, or worse, walk away utterly…

Laban Writer: My Experience in Analysis Class

  Analysis is an infamous fact of The Ohio State University. It’s a complicated subject that I found myself having a powerful love/hate relationship with. From 3-5pm in a small studio with burning fluorescent lights, coupled with reading tedious scores, makes for a mentally and physically exhausting four hours of me week. My feelings vacillated…