ABSTRACT
For many years now, as I follow my path on the great journey of contemporary dance, along with an ever growing crowd I have experienced a desire to pause for a moment, just to tell a story. As though I were to stand on a slope on the side of the road, and looking backwards and forwards, towards the past and the future, towards those who have left the road and those who embark upon it, and I would call out to those who pass by in front of me and I would say to them ‘You (so-called modern/contemporary dancers), you who give your life to dance, do you know where you come from? Why this particular road? You who are dancers, choreographers or teachers of a form of dance that you have chosen as if it were a matter of course, do you realize that it has not always been so? Do you realize that you are the heirs to a rich history of events, struggles, discoveries, confrontations, hopes and humiliations, tenacity and faith, wrong turnings, laughter and tears, and a great deal of perspiration? An epic, in a way, upon your own ground’.
