After a stressful time with my dad becoming ill, I'm starting to feel positive again. Prompted (or I guess I could say inspired) by last week's Sunday scribbling I feel like making this whole week all about inspiration. And I feel like dancing. It's time to put on the soundtrack to Monsoon Wedding and do the jiggy around the living room, and for the first time in ages there is a substantial decrease in the amount of jiggle... which is enough to put a smile on my face. Will you join me?
Update: I just came home from an absolutely awesome, and totally inspiring, dance performance by Henri Oguike Dance Company. Oguike's roots are in break dancing, and the performance was a brilliant amalgamation of the chaos and jerky moves of street dance and the fluidity and perfection of modern dance. At one point I felt almost overwhelmed and totally blissed out to be there, to witness this beautiful performance.
Stepping outside straight into a painful arctic wind afterwards, I caught sight of the tiniest sliver of new moon in the sky. The promise of things to come. Happy...
This photo of me dancing on Gabriola Island in British Columbia (about 12 years ago) has been manipulated using beadart.