Before the lockdown I had a steady course I felt my soul to evaluate. Primary objective was to socialize in group more often. Not to much to be said of this collective conceptual isolation the lockdowns brought. Attempting to truly stay isolated I still found ways to met very beautiful and influential people in my life.

The deadening experience of zoom meeting and streamed performances has further made me reach for a less filtered experience…aching for the real.

I feel in Butoh the real is the only answer even when the real can be transforming as you speak it. Leaving no space for solidifying or rhetoric building. The new replaces the old but the old is still connected to the new. In inquiring we awaking the spirit allowing new formations.

In my practice I don’t see my body when I am being witnessed as my own. After offerings/ performances I am more interested in the way it is seen. In the way the viewer makes the story. In this I see the practice and the working result as alive. Further breathing life in others minds helping them solidify something they needed support in.

Yes I have very hard beliefs. If you knew me personally you would know that. So how can Me with such hard lines be a vessel for a collective reflector. I don’t really know if it is possible... but I do feel that in my hard lines what activates them are the strong belief in playing, questioning, inquiring…in these are the spirit of knowing, a willingness to accept the thing that seems to fit what is needed.

How are we to know what is needed. I think we don’t. I think we just do. The collective sprinkling of many and of many conflicting beliefs we find what is real…and needed. It is just a best guess scenario hoping for knowing the full extent of this experience. A guess built on a sub structure of belief in the experience as an echoing of reactions started long ago.

One aesthetic in my practice that has always been there is the ripples in the fabric, the errors in my ways, the way there is room for error. This is my best guess. I feel a call to try my best and to actively see the mirror to see what it is in me that builds whats around me. My practice is a collective of us all wanting to do this but unable to.

I see due to ever shifting tectonic plates I feel the call to present my intimate practice of being me. The act of keeping a practice alive in a mass extinction of beliefs and practices... I present the practice as documentation, as word, as experience, as a creative endeavor heading to its only possible out come.

For a 30 days I will present a dance a day for all of human kind in respectful omission of the many things we are blind to.

This endeavor will allow me to connect with many beautiful artist I respect and love. In the last few years my abilities to engaged socially has diminished due to health and external forces. This has disconnected me to many artist I respect. This offering is also a prayer to amend all the blocks that prevent us from seeing the whole experience we need to see.

In this work I offer you and my self a drive to see the many LA public spaces.