Day 248: Nine.Ten.13

It is my wholehearted intention to share art and creativity with folks. I know, totally know, that once I get people into one of my events, they will feel it. Be inspired by it. Want more of it. This isn’t bragging – it’s not my art I’m working to share, after all. It’s just plain old fact – the people I have the lovely good fortune of knowing and working with are just uber talented and can’t help but cast their spell over those in attendance.

So why, then, is it so hard to get people to sign up for my events? (My organization’s events, really, but it’s hard to not take it personally.)

We had a successful end to the DC Artist Exchange series from a programming perspective. Attendance was light. (These were FREE events, and some even included FREE, homemade, delicious FOOD!!)

We are having to cancel tomorrow’s Reel Talk. Ticket sales were far too light.

My bff described it as such; it’s like the awkward phase of growing a hairstyle out. It started with a good idea, and it will be oh-so-lovely in the near future, but that in between time, of trying to build this thing – it’s uncomfortable and awkward.

Now these things I know:

  • I have to be in one spot, building and building and building. This requires patience.
  • I am trying to do something new, so the loyalty will be slow going. This requires patience.
  • There are going to be near failures before large successes. This requires patience.

We don’t hear about this part of building a small business often. If we do, it’s after the fact, when successful business owners have overcome their early setbacks.

But what to do when we’re right in the middle of it?

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Advertisement

Day 245: Nine.Seven.13

A few photos from today’s whirlwind of events – the final day of our first DC Artist Exchange (DCax) Event Series:

DCax: DJ Adrian Loving

DCax: DJ Adrian Loving

DCax: Artist Rajan

DCax: Artist Rajan

DCax: The Akoma Drummers

DCax: The Akoma Drummers

DCax: Artwork by Rajan

DCax: Artwork by Rajan

DCax: The silver shoe game

DCax: The silver shoe game

 

 

 

 

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 243: Nine.Five.13

Sweat dripping. Quickened breath.

Ripped skin. Blisters forming. Muscles aching.

And I am loving every minute of it.

My body once again MOVING. LEARNING. DANCING.

It’s been so long and we have such a short amount of time. We have a certain level of trust that only comes in this line of work – something unspoken that comes from knowing how and where and why one moves.

She just back from baby number three, me back from what is now going on a four year leave from the dancing world.

My muscle memory took over and I was once again dancing like the adolescent bun-head I used to be.

And that was just the problem.

The movement felt forced, anxious, small. I knew this, but I knew not how to fix it. I kept apologizing. Promising her – and me – that I would have it perfected by tomorrow.

Finally, at the end of day two of rehearsal (with one more to go before I perform the piece for the first time) my longtime colleague, friend, fellow dancer gently urged me to dance like the thirty one year old that I am.

It just, simply, had not occurred to me.

To dance with the maturity and wisdom and acceptance of my own body that can only come with time and age.

To take up space – not apologize for it.

To be sexy – not pretend to know how to be.

To own the movement – not try to dance as someone else would.

To move and enjoy and cherish.

If this is what it means to start acting my age, well, I’m all in.

 

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 242: Nine.Four.13

Got to dance in this lovely space today.

Dance Studio

Get to perform the piece (which we started today) as part of Contradiction Dance’s work this Saturday.

My mind remembers what I’m supposed to do.

My body has a little catching up to do.

I’m hoping my mind wins out…

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 241: Nine.Three.13

September Newsletter is out:

Below is the screenshot version. See the whole thing here: FALL-ing Into Art!

RSA September Newsletter

RSA September Newsletter

RSA September Newsletter

RSA September Newsletter

RSA September Newsletter

RSA September Newsletter

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 240: Nine.Two.13

I love this transition from summer to fall. The possibility it holds; a fresh start, transformation. It always just seems so romantic in my head. The crisp, cool nights. The changing colors.

The transition is bringing about some changes in my world, which I wasn’t quite ready for. I’m anxious and unsettled inwardly, even though I’m more settled outwardly than I have been in many many months:

  • Teaching for the first time in a long time
  • Dancing (contemporary) for the first time in a long time
  • DC Artist Exchange event series coming to an end
  • New version of ReSourceArts (with new business partner and altered/better business plan taking shape) coming to fruition

And while I have taken on all of these things, on a daily basis, my behavior would show that the closer I get to realizing some of these dreams of mine, the more self-sabotaging I become.

Seems an appropriate time to be reminded of Marianne Williamson’s quote:

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.’ We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people will not feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone and as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give others permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

Here’s to hoping this season is one of true forward movement.

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 228: Eight.TwentyOne.13

The below shot was a complete random happy-accident.

We were finishing up a tour of Dance Place, which is undergoing a tremendous renovation as I write this.

I have such fond memories of performing and rehearsing in this space. I was messing around on the floor one last time before it becomes an even more spectacular place to perform and rehearse and take class and see shows…

I shouldn’t be surprised a fabulous photographer would be able to capture this moment, of me literally skipping around onstage, being silly. More so, I think I’m surprised my body still is able to capture such a moment.

Emily at Dance Place. Photo by Alan Kayanan.

Emily at Dance Place. Photo by Alan Kayanan.

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 224: Eight.Seventeen.13

Another installment of the DC Artist Exchange:

DC Artist Exchange lunch

Lunch provided by ReSourceArts resident chef Tim Meadows

DC Artist Exchange walk

Walking Tour – Monroe Street Market Artist Studio

Walking tour - Dance Place under construction

Walking tour – Dance Place under construction

Walking tour - Dance Place under construction

Walking tour – Dance Place under construction

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 221: Eight.Fourteen.13

The Washington City Paper’s blog ran a story on the event series I’ve been co-producing this summer, called the DC Artist Exchange (DCax). HERE it is. Cool.

Here’s to another day of creativity…

Day 212: Eight.Five.13

A lesson in reshaping expectations:

When things don’t go our way as kids, we pout. Throw a tantrum.

As adults, we do a much better job of controlling these emotions. At least, er, we hope we have learned to control not getting our way by now…?

Perhaps, it’s safe to say, I haven’t actually progressed much in this department.

I don’t throw tantrums. Well…

And I may not pout outwardly (although, I’m pretty terrible at hiding my emotions, so there’s a distinct possibility I actually DO pout.)

But more so, the pouting happens inwardly.

It becomes frustration, negativity, a dismissal of the entire experience altogether.

I dare say many of us still operate this way.

This past weekend’s event (that I co-produced) was no exception to my above statement. It didn’t go the way I anticipated – wanted – it to go.

I spent a lot of time pouting about it.

Today’s epiphany: Pouting and throwing tantrums does us no good.

I know. This isn’t really much of an epiphany, but cut me a bit of slack, eh?

So instead, today’s goal: reshape expectations about this particular experience.

This was, after all, an experiment. We knew going in we had no idea what was going to happen. So really, it’s not fair that I’m upset about the way it turned out.

The problem with a complete lack of patience is that you miss the process by focusing so much on the end result. I KNOW this. I just don’t KNOW how to operate more effectively from this place.

It also helps to be co-creating this event with someone who has a much more evolved view of what ‘success’ looks like. Lucky for that.

Reshaping expectations so they no longer have to fit in my perfect, neat little box:

Thinking outside the box

Here’s to another day of creativity…