Twirling, twirling and loving every minute! An insightful person just said to me, “You must be really busy with artCentral.” Trying to avoid using the “busy” word, “For sure,” I respond, “artCentral’s dance card is really full! I’m twirling, twirling and loving every minute.” Sometimes a girl just has to twirl. Dancing and twirling…life is fun! |
While living just off NYC’s Sheridan Square I conclude my culturally astute Greek man friend and I are no longer feeling joyful together, though our lives are full and busy. I paint, design for a small fashion house and manage their Greenwich Village boutique. During the week, Stavros commutes to his Jersey medical practice. We travel some and spend time with friends at his summer house on Fire Island; make frequent field trips to the Cloisters, the Met and MOMA; share summer and holiday visits with my children; and take the ferry to Staten Island to celebrate family Easter feasts. Though ours has been a fluid duet, sadly our steps are faltering. Rocking in the quiet of my garret studio, I ponder my next move—a dance move—a twirl into toe tapping newness. |
Indeed! One of my great Big Apple pleasures is discovering the contra and English dance community that gathers weekly in the grand hall of a nearby church. I love this scene on that very first night when I walk from my Barrow Street brownstone and onto the dance floor. All through the evening the band’s energetic musicians play lively old tunes for the swirling couples, leaving them and me breathless. At this blissful beginning I twirl with a bagpipe-playing younger man who’s music director for the maverick composer, MacArthur genius, Meredith Monk. With one spin, I’m swept up and hanging out like a groupie in Manhattan’s music and dance communities. Leaving my |
Eventually I’m honored to install and exhibit my newest art as backdrop for the wedding of two American Ballet Theatre soloists—coupling for life as I uncouple with my musician man and return to Arkansas to see my parents through their end times.
So many twirlings and spinnings have brought me to the spring dance now in full swing at artCentral.
Though artCentral’s dance card is full—books to balance, Board reports to prepare, grants to write, artCamp curriculum to plan, Newsletter #2 to be published—we’re saving a special dance just for you.
The “Radiant 88” exhibit opens at Friday’s Reception, 6-8 pm.
Come twirl with us and we’ll have you feeling light on your feet!