My Babies and Modern Dance
"He looks weyed" said my two year old little boy. "Yeah, why is he moving like that?" responded my four year old girl. "He is weawing bwuw," said the boy. "I like the guwl betta," commented my little girl. And thus the night proceeded, with little voices giving live commentary in my ears. Occasionally they would get out of their seats and try one of the moves. We were in the front row, so there was some room up near the stage. To me the first dance was about for sure about the wind and maybe some old vs new. The dance was choreographed in Nebraska, and the wind is a strong force here, hard to ignore. The first dance did not have music. It was a man and a woman. The man was dressed in blue and the woman was dressed in earth tones: a green blouse and a pleated khaki skirt. She also had leg warmers. One of the leg warmers fell down partway through the dance. To me the man represented the fight against the weather and change. His movements wer...