Cairo, the 26th April, 2010

The challenge of choreography

Choreographing to perform or to teach simply kicks my ass and puts me totally off-balance with myself and my very own knows for sure about dance and art.
I am not the kind of girl to run away from challenges. Quite the opposite and yet I can't stop feeling that choreography is a bit of a torture mixed with excitement.

While I choreograph, something miraculous happens (besides the learning in itself): A THINKING BODY AND A MOVING MIND arise from the depth of my own pre-conceived ideas about how to do a great job!

I have the time to think about each step and the best way to express the music, transform it into another language that will add meaning, passion and LIFE to the initial material.
I am never satisfied, that's the problem. I do not search for perfection because the concept is so volatile and relative but I search for GREATNESS and TRUTH.

Will the movements be faithful to the music I am working on and will them add something extra worth doing and watching?
Will I be able to comunicate from my heart using this choreography?
Am I doing something worthy?!
Why am I doing THIS?

Why do I dance, in the first palce?

All these questions and some more coming from my own home-made insecurities always make me dream about choreographing as well as dreading it.

Maybe I think too much.
Maybe I am too much of a perfectionist.
Maybe I am afraid of not corresponding to what my audiences/students expect from me.
Maybe I am just never satisfied.
Maybe I am always - non stop - looking for more and better...because I know the path is open and has no end.

Why are artitsts so complicated?!