Stepping into the unknown.

I reckon it’s always been about that. When I look back at the first steps in my dance career, during my Amsterdam days, that theme was already a central topic. I remember describing the feeling on stepping into the unknown, with the metaphor of being on a ship, when you can’t see anymore the shore from where you sailed off, and not yet the port of call, the in-between part of the journey (one could argue that is all a journey is about).
After all the years I am again dealing with the desire, or rather the necessity to question and re-examine all I know. The residence at Daghdha is become all about questioning and re-examining my dance, the reason itself for which I dance, re-evaluating my skills and knowledge, disputing the role of the dancer and the responsibility of choreography.

All of this is not surprisingly manifesting in the work that is starting to emerge and in the practice I am currently involved. I find myself in this in-between place, my body sailing in the gap moment when movement is just about to begin or just about to end.