The exclamation Mea Culpa is used as an acknowledgement of one’s fault or error.  It’s an interesting entrée into a world replete with conundrums.  In accepting one’s part in a…

It was fitting that the opening night of Alleyne Dance’s A Night’s Game featured a short presentation from the participants of a week-long workshop led by twin sisters Kristina and…

The lights were already dimmed as we filed into the Studio theatre at the Opera House. A big circle was marked and lit on the floor. There were no chairs….

Ritual – the doing of the thing and the active witnessing of it. It’s been about a month since the last offering of Dance Bites 2019 at Parramatta Riverside Theatres….

I clicked on the official Reconciliation Week website to obtain a proper understanding of the implications regarding this annual period. The website speaks of working toward a future of better…

Hi guys. Am writing on the fly yet again. It’s 5.15 in the ay em and all I hear is the gentle hum of the fridge I could touch with…

March Dance made one hell of a splash on our dance calendars and it seemed like every other mover was featured. In fact, this was one mean feat featuring over 102…

This blog straddles the interim between my foray to New York and the ensuing moving madness of March Dance which promises over 70 dance events. BRING IT ON! Warning: you…

It’s been a week since I returned from a whirlwind excursion to my old stomping grounds in New York city. There I was an international student at Martha Graham (when…

I close the blogosphere this year by regaling you with a personal choreographic (ad)venture. I have been in the midst of a choreographic maelstrom. Ever the typical independent artist, I…

As an Australian indigenous contemporary dance artist I am always called on to articulate what that means. My reply has been well rehearsed as I explain that dance is an…

Hi, (imagine head bowed in shame) my name is Vicki, it has been a long time since my last post. I confess, I have been on the other side of…