threehundredfortytwo – twohundredfortyeight

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december 8, 2014

I love the way the fog makes the trees look at night.

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december 9, 2014

Missoula, MT – the land of inversions and fog that hangs out for weeks on end.

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december 10, 2014

Clare’s Christmas party! My favorite party of the year.

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december 11, 2014

The semester is officially over – everything has been moved into storage binders!

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december 12, 2014

Today I cleaned out nine binders worth of papers from high school and community college.

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december 13, 2014

Clare and I went to a mysterious White Out party at the Top Hat tonight. The most fun I’ve had out in ages!

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december 14, 2014

The best of all airport carpets.

Freedom in Dance

When I was little I wanted to be a Principal Ballerina with the New York City Ballet. With Dance Theatre of Harlem. With Joffery. Then I wanted to make it to 5’6″ so I could be a Radio City Rockette. Then I wanted to be the next Sutton Foster and take over Broadway. Then I wanted to dance with Hubbard Street Dance Company.
For a long time I mourned those dreams. I mourned that my depression robbed me of succeeding at UArts and having a chance at breaking into the dance scene in New York or Chicago. I mourned that I’m not tall or thin enough to be a Rockette. I felt like I let my potential go to waste because I’ve never tried my hardest at anything and therefore robbed myself of those dreams. It took me a long time to stop being mad at myself.

I have been so unbelievably lucky in and thankful for the training I’ve received in my life. I was so lucky the dance studio closest to my house when I was 5 was run by an amazing teacher who filled the studio with love and good technique. I’m so lucky that my parents found Virginia Ballet Theatre (now Ballet Virginia International) when we moved. My teachers there were so wonderful and solidified my ballet technique and love for dance. I’m so lucky I decided to look in the “Schools Not Listed” section in the back of the Seattle Times High School Guide before we moved to Seattle and I found the Washington Academy of Performing Arts Conservatory High School. 30 kids? Ballet and Musical Theatre? I was sold in a heartbeat. I fell in love with jazz. True, it wasn’t always the healthiest of environments, but I would not be who I am without it and I’m thankful for that. I’m thankful for my time at UArts, even though I sometimes still have to remind myself I didn’t fail there. I changed as a dancer while there. Horton and Graham began to influence the way I move, though I couldn’t tell that at the time. I’m so thankful Melissa welcomed me back to Seattle with open arms and a company that reminded me why I love to dance. I’m so thankful I had a terrible job in Pike Place down the alley from the tea shop where I met Lisa and she told me about 127th St. Auditioning for 127th St Dance Co was the first time I really put myself out there as a dancer and my life changed. Barbara and Rochelle taught my soul to feel again. I am so very thankful for the family I have found in the School of Theatre & Dance at UM. I have been given such a gift, being in school right now. I am so very thankful I got a chance to do school right. I’m so thankful I’m a 27 year old sophomore. I am in such a good, healthy, happy headspace right now and I have teachers and friends who push me as a dancer and support me as a person and I feel so lucky and blessed.

I’ve learned so much about myself as a dancer in the past three semesters. I am such a different dancer than I ever thought I would be. I am so clearly influenced by my training. Whenever people ask me what kind of dancer I am, I have a hard time answering. I can trace direct lines to Alvin Ailey, Antony Tudor, Bebe Miller, Bill T. Jones/Arnie Zane, Buzz Miller, George Balanchine, Gus Giordano, Jack Cole, Jacques d’Amboise, Jerome Robbins, Jiri Kylian, Joan Meyers Brown, Joe Tremaine, Kent Stowel, Lee Theodore, Martha Graham, Michel Fokin, Mikhail Baryshnikov, Nancy Stark Smith, Pat Graney, Paul Taylor, Robert Joffery, Rodolf Nureyev, Sergi Diaghilev, Twyla Tharp, William Forsythe and so many more. I am a product of all their styles and more.

I used to hate improv. When I started at UM I had nothing but negative feelings about improv and its use in rehearsals. But we use it so often here at school, both in rehearsal as material generation and inspiration and in classes, so I had to learn to enjoy it. I love it so much now. It has become a part of my dance style and I’m thankful for the tools it has given me.

A couple weeks ago I was in rehearsal with Sydoney, Carissa, Samual, and Marit for Sydoney’s beginning comp final piece. Her camera battery died, but I had my computer with me so I recorded our improv for her. I’ve never watched myself improv before. I think I like what I see. I’m not in the shape I’d like to be in and I’m sure I could find a million things to nitpick about the way I look and move, but I’m not going to.

I’m thankful for the freedom I’ve found as a dancer in the past couple of years.

threehundredthirtyfive – threehundredfortyone

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december 1, 2014

Casting time!

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december 2, 2014

I could write one of the three papers due this week. Or I could work on my portfolio.

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december 3, 2014

I want Genevieve’s shirt so badly!

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december 4, 2014

Modern Dance silliness in Beginning Comp this morning.

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december 5, 2014

Not the best U/RTA table, but also not the worst, and for a first go I’m really proud of it.

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december 6, 2014

Dog sitting Mojo will in no way help my Golden Retriever Fever.

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december 7, 2014

I’m down to one page!!

threehundredtwentyeight – threehundredthirtyfour

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november 24, 2014

We all laugh the same.

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november 25, 2014

Love love love.

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november 26, 2014

I might have out done myself with my pie this year.

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november 27, 2014

Pre-Friendsgiving shenanigans on Nick’s new double stack.

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november 28, 2014

Turkey, cranberry sauce, cream cheese, gravy sandwich, jello salad, and olives. I love Thanksgiving leftovers!

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november 29, 2014

Daryl and I went to our first Griz game with Mike and Nick today. It was sunny and gorgeous when the game started, then there was a small blizzard at half-time. We won 13-52! Go Griz!

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november 30, 2014

Rewarding my homework doing with the last piece of pie.

threehundredtwentyone – threehundredtwentyseven

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november 17, 2014

Do all the things!

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november 18, 2014

So much sass in the studio tonight.

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november 19, 2014

Happy Birthday to my beautiful Emily!

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november 20, 2014

Dress rehearsal for informal is my favorite night of the semester.

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november 21, 2014

I’m designing lights for Concert! Maybe one day my name will be spelled correctly.

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november 22, 2014

Dressing room silliness at Fall Studio Works tonight.

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november 23, 2014

ALL THE BUTTER.

threehundredfourteen – threehundredtwenty

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november 10, 2014

I think someone forgot to close the window last night. Whoops!

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november 11, 2014

My parents are very silly and wonderful.

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november 12, 2014

Brrrrrrrrrrrrr

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november 13, 2014

Homemade chicken noodle soup. Nom nom nom.

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november 14, 2014

Procrastinating homework by making my crazy list.

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november 15, 2014

Today I dubbed thyself Queen Of The Box Booms.

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november 16, 2014

I have exactly nothing left to give and I think that is accurately portrayed by my sweat pants and Frye boots.

threehundredseven – threehundredthirteen

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november 3, 2014

I’m on a poster!

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november 4, 2014

I had no intention of looking this nice when I left my house, but in order to show off the new dance shirt I needed to wear a jacket that was not grey, which meant my leather coat, which meant I needed nice shoes too.

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november 5, 2014

Program 2 opening night! “You Can’t Even Imagine How Many Toes I’ve Touched”, choreographed by Emily Jay Vacsimini.
[photo by William Munoz]

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november 6, 2014

I finally attacked the giant zucchini.

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november 7, 2014

I love this photo!
[photo by William Munoz]

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november 8, 2014

I found an Arina!

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november 9, 2014

A messy desk is a sign of productivity?