There is a beauty in movement, the human body creating form, painting the stage as we flow across the world we create inside inside a simple box. The dancer pauses….then rises again with the music, expressing whatever feeling or emotion the creator chooses.
At times it is not a conscious choice, this act of creation, but a natural love affair. The creator gives freely in a labor of love and the music in turn feeds the soul of the maker. This is what dance is, an act and an art that transcends the mortal world.
Dance begins at :44