I dance to understand myself. Expansion through space places me into different versions of my own body. New perspectives spiral around me with each inhalation. Every breath feels different, every inch of skin changes as it lilts over my bones, and every wooden floorboard cradles my feet as if we have never met before. The floor beneath me holds these exhilarations. It feels every step, every misstep. It watches me as I press, pull, push, and carve my way through space. My triumphs and loses, my leaps, and my bounds, although ephemeral within the context of the fleeting art of dance, hold permanently within me.

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I explore the invisible connections and interactions experienced when I dance. Endurance through obsessive repetition creates fields of movement. The time spent in my fixated frenzy makes records of moments, recording the power I held over the space around me. I leave behind marks that reveal the body I once inhabited.