As we dance, there were no worries. As we moved, there were no troubles. The night was young. The day has only settled. The moon has shined brighter than the sun. The joy of night has only just began!
“The Dancer believes that his art has something to say which cannot be expressed in words or in any other way than by dancing… there are times when the simple dignity of movement can fulfill the function of a volume of words. There are movements which impinge upon the nerves with a strength that is incomparable, for movement has power to stir the senses and emotions, unique in itself. This is the dancer’s justification for being, and his reason for searching further for deeper aspects of his art.”
~Doris Humphrey, 1937