June 2010
33 posts
space.
people ask me the classic question, “why do you dance?”
a lot of my answer has to do with my infatuation with movement, music and physicality. but one of the real aspects of dance that i treasure is space.
space. it is the nothingness. but it holds the potential for all somethingness.
i still am amazed at an empty room. the open space, the lack of something calls me to it, so i may...
note to self: exercise at midnight more often.
my brain and my heart are fighting over my...
between the 4 o'clock and 8 o'clock show on...
ally: jazley, you're such a dancer!
jazley: yes, i love it! i just love it!
ally: ehh, it's okay.
jazley: ahaa, yeahh. i love it!
watching some random movie,
in china,
and their talking about the cultural revolution,
and the pain that persisted on the education.
and i actually know what they’re talking about.
and surprisngly enough, it adds to the depth of the movie.
i cannot believe i’m saying this,
but thank you core.
shocker, no sarcasm.
recital: shows 2&4
ahh recital.
after the first show, recital easily falls into a motion and steady pace. everyone finds their place and center that allowes them to simply manuever between costume, makeup, and hair changes-that is timed. there is a constant movement, a dance of the recital itself.
lucky for me, i only had two shows, which only two shows. therefore, my free time was spent helping other dancers who...
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recital: show 1
i love recital.
why?
because it just makes you feel better. the whole year, you perform in front of your peers and teacher-a mirror, yourself. but once a year, you get the oppurtunity to dance for strangers. sounds weird? noo. every performer needs audience. you feed off their energy, it’s a magical relationship between the stage and occupied seats.
show 1 was great. chilling backstage is...
loveontherocks.
fs-how do you want to be remembered when you die?
when i die, i want to be remembered as jazzley. two z’s in my name. why? look at jazz dance. look at jazz music. there’s just something about jazz that is irresistible and compelling. i would hope people would see characteristics of jazz, in myself. i want to be remembered as an artist- a dancer. i hope people would reminise on my dancing, my art, my writing, and my love of it. lastly,...
dance is not only an art form, but a heart form.
there is nothing wrong with human nature,
proposition one of taoism.
there is nothing with your inner, naked, most raw nature.
it is not a sin to love.
I think I overthink things.
(via ohmonica)
gottadancestudio.
let me just say,
i love my dance studio. i really do.
but it’s time to get this off my heart.
i miss you steve gebelein.
i may have not known you on the deepest level, but steve, we’re all missing the father of the studio.
it’s been a year.
everything’s gone so cold. without you, everything’s changed. everyone’s cold and bitter. you can feel the hate in...
walking the streets of hollywood,
is something people from all over the world come to do,
yet i live in l.a. and i walked around hollywood for the first time.
saw rent today at hollywood high.
my girl, shayanne played maureen. she killed the part. always in the moment, i love this girl to death. she was brilliant.
i want to dance,
all i need is an empty room,
preferably lined with mirrors,
maybe a wooden barre running along its sides.
give me a melody,
something to fill the air with,
to let the notes drift to sky,
and the beats sink to the floor.
i’ll fill the empty space,
be the vision in the mirorr,
let myself be free,
no reason to fear.
core
wastes so much paper.
i am so ashamed.
i keep recycling paper,
i cleaned out my binder and folders,
half of the paper tray is full.
lovetheearth.
i am reminded,
why i dance, everytime i watch others dance.
today, i watched little 7-9 year olds do hip hop to “party in the u.s.a.” and “down.”
adorable.
the joy and fun that they experience when they dance is infectious- you can’t help but smile.
(:
it's not time for an iue,
it’s almost summer. two more weeks left of school.
the weather’s warming up and all i want is to be running around outside.
but i am stuck within four walls, studying.
everything’s already started to slow down. the energy is subtle, but restless.
oh, how i adore interdisciplinary exams.
i'm up too late for my good,
and the only desire i have is for sleep.
though i understand the benefit in interdisciplinary unit exams,
it’s times like these where it it simply not worth it.
the year is almost ended, and things and slowing down.
there is no need for stress, drama,or uneasy feelings.
finally.
i am satisfied.
i have a way, out of my box.
“All the world’s a stage and we all men and women merely players. They have...”
