Whispers in your ear
| Introduction | I'm nervous to pursue my own dreams, to really do my own thing. Film, writing, film-writing in particular, dance film. Yet I dance. Badly. I do it for the occasional moments when it actually feels right. When I get a moment of completeness in the studio, it's a very personal thing. It is just for me, and it is why I live. For those brief moments, the music flows directly into the movement, and God whispers in my ear. If God would ride down upon His mighty chariot, and give me a guarantee that, with a little practice, I would be as good as Shakespeare (or perhaps just Jane Campion), then I'd be off out the door to get that practice just as fast as I could go. Well, God has indeed made me that Mighty Promise. He just neglected to tell me in which particular area my talent lies, and it's up to me to find out. I'm scared to write and make my films in case they are really bad, but I know that if I persevere, I will find my own little moments of greatness, and it will all be worthwhile. We are looking for these moments of transcendence, these fleeting moments when it feels like the real thing. Then God whispers. |
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