Posts Tagged: dance

Elad Lassry’s Untitled (Presence) at the Kitchen

[Read this review on The Huffington Post.] She looks directly out at us from the wall, not quite smiling. There’s a hopefulness to her expression — maybe naïveté. She is enclosed in a simple rectangular frame, but there’s a second

Elad Lassry’s Untitled (Presence) at the Kitchen

[Read this review on The Huffington Post.] She looks directly out at us from the wall, not quite smiling. There’s a hopefulness to her expression — maybe naïveté. She is enclosed in a simple rectangular frame, but there’s a second

Jonah Bokaer and Anthony McCall’s ECLIPSE at BAM Fisher

[Read this review on The Huffington Post.] Dance in the round is rich with possibility. Each viewpoint offers a chance to present a different aspect of the moving body, with no one angle being definitively “right” or “best.” As someone

Jonah Bokaer and Anthony McCall’s ECLIPSE at BAM Fisher

[Read this review on The Huffington Post.] Dance in the round is rich with possibility. Each viewpoint offers a chance to present a different aspect of the moving body, with no one angle being definitively “right” or “best.” As someone

Cedar Lake Contemporary Ballet at the Joyce Theater

[Read this review on The Huffington Post.] Cedar Lake Contemporary Ballet has a repertoire full of “sock ballets,” typified by the thin socks the dancers often wear to help them glide over the floor, but also by a general slipperiness.

Cedar Lake Contemporary Ballet at the Joyce Theater

[Read this review on The Huffington Post.] Cedar Lake Contemporary Ballet has a repertoire full of “sock ballets,” typified by the thin socks the dancers often wear to help them glide over the floor, but also by a general slipperiness.

In Bloom: New York City Ballet’s Spring Gala

[Read this review on The Huffington Post.] Ballet galas can be disheartening affairs — miscellaneous collections of orphaned pas de deux, presented with little concern for programming beyond projecting the least interesting, “ta-da” aspects of ballet to the (not actually)

In Bloom: New York City Ballet’s Spring Gala

[Read this review on The Huffington Post.] Ballet galas can be disheartening affairs — miscellaneous collections of orphaned pas de deux, presented with little concern for programming beyond projecting the least interesting, “ta-da” aspects of ballet to the (not actually)