I've been having some thoughts about the wonderful art form I'm a part of. I don't think it's better, worse, or more or less important than other forms of expression. These are just some reasons I appreciate dance.
A painter's paint does not develop inflamed tendons, have mood swings, illness, or bad turning days. A painter can control his medium without the risk of offending it. He doesn't have to worry about the feelings of red if the painting he is working on calls for blue. The finished product can be perfected and will stay the way the painter leaves it. A choreographer's medium is as complex as you are and more so because they usually work with multiple dancers. I have great admiration and respect for the brave people that have committed their time, talents, and more than I can probably imagine to be choreographers. Because the medium is so alive, because no performance is perfectly the same or exactly the way the choreographer intended it to be, because the medium understands what it is to be human, dance reaches and touches in an essential way. I am moved by watching dance. It is a precious part of life. Please relish it, support it, watch it, and do some dancing yourself.
Chloe Horne
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