Intimacy

This afternoon, I was fortunate enough to finally see Misnomer Dance Theater's Intimacy in Transition at P.S.122. A performance not to be missed, Chris Elam is a powerhouse amidst a field of black marley. The company exposes the human condition through sweat, strength, vulnerability, and a fragile network of relationships established through movement.



Making it all look way too easy, there were moments in the show that used the human form in ways that even I had never imagined. Certain sequences appeared unreal - almost magical - and I would have suspected wires, smoke, and mirrors had I not been sitting so close. If you have any time this week - go see this talented group of performers - you won't be sorry.

Tangent: Thanks to a ball-pin hammer, my dumb bells, a soft cloth, and a few capfuls of rubbing alcohol, my kick-ass leather boots are finally broken in. They are a little scuffed up because of the weather, but I believe that they still have boot-shine boys at Bootcamp and/or Pork ... I guess you know where to find me on Wednesday. I mean, I gotta get my boots shined, right??