slowing down

I thought that freelancing would mean endless days of watching daytime tv. The sofa would be forever shaped by the impression of my butt, and I would dissolve into a mush of flesh. This hasn't happened. Perhaps, I'm still undergoing the honeymoon phase of freelancing - the freedom to sit in my favourite coffee shop …

Reimagining Class

The end of the second week of freelancing saw me heading off to York for the weekend to celebrate my birthday, but it also gave me a little bit of space to muse about the past few days. As a company dancer, class was always functional. It was about mobilisation, lubrication, waking up and preparing. …