January 19, 2020

2:29pm, Dining Hall on Bryn Mawr campus, Baltimore, MD

Long, exterior corridor with small tables and chairs. I plan on using the depth of the frame in this dance. I've already worked out and am about to dance for 2-3 hours with The Collective. Sundays are going to be exhausting in the best way. I feel methodical and drawn slightly more into repetition. At first it feels like am extension of my workout. I am enjoying the subtle sound of leaves blowing across the brick. Truly a private space, on a wealthy, private school campus. Rolling through my torso, letting the movement release down my arms and out my hands. Rocking. My knees are sending me occasional pain impulses. I need to figure out how to remedy that. Trying to imagine all the little girls who crowd this space during the week. Today it's my temporary playground. Day nineteen.