Letting the dead flowers fall away so I can be born anew.  First Full Moon of 2017 Taken on iPhone 6.  New Orleans, LA  

There was some amazing light coming in through the window on the plane.  On my way to NYC to perform Interludes: A New (Orleans) Play at Feinstein’s/54 Below.  The more I fly, the harder it gets.  I wonder why that is. Taken on iPhone 6

I hide under blankets.  It’s how I cope with a lot of things.  “There’s no need for masks when you can’t be seen.” -DANCER Interludes: A New (Orleans) Play Taken on iPhone 6.  New Orleans, LA

There isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t wish that I was still dancing.  I have done a lot that I am proud of since my retirement, things that I never would have done if I was still dancing, but I still can’t help but miss it.  I am currently working as a […]

Sometimes you have to be your own photographer when there is beautiful light, and no one else around. Earlier this summer I was diagnosed with Epstein Barr Virus, a diagnosis that I had been searching for, for over 10 years.  I began a homeopathic treatment, and a very strict diet that I have to follow for […]

Moments before the final performance of Interludes: A New (Orleans) Play at the New York International Fringe Festival.  I was exhausted, but determined.  The green room was red. Taken at DROM, NYC on an iPhone 6

I was waiting to be taken to the hospital to see someone that I love very deeply.  I had just gotten an iPhone 6 and realized there was a timer on the camera.  That was the beginning of this project.  Dancing isn’t always for joy.  In this moment I was dancing for fear, for pain, […]

Sometimes I receive live flowers after a live performance.  Eventually, the flowers always die.  What happens to a performance after it is over?  What happens to the performer?  Do I die, just like the flowers?  Or is there a new version of myself, a reflection of myself created that lives on in the audience’s memory? […]