Movement thru space and time


I just watched an American Masters on Alvin Ailey. I saw his company recently. They maintain their flawless, towering standard. In my twenties, I was foolish - or not- and left my job at Thirteen to become a dancer. I’m not certain how long that idea went on. Luckily, the station took me back. The studio I worked in late at night writing news copy became the Alvin Ailey Dance Company. It remains a beautiful studio full of sunlight and young, godlike bodies.  

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