The party's over... Or Is It?

Oops.

When I hit the ground in NYC, I was hit by a culture-shock bus: wow, so many people!  Ooh, colors!  Where are the crickets?  The subway moves so fast!  Eww that smells gross!  Ooh, Mendelssohn!!  YES, I can still do ballet!!!  YES, I can still dance down the street and on sculpture and buildings and in parks...  ooh, new project idea :D

Once things got rolling, the last thing I wanted to do at the end of those packed Dance Omi days was tell you about them ;).  So to catch you up a bit, I hereby present you with an illustrated account of the process. I can only hope the impression I provide gives some justice to the inspiration. 

Dance Omi was amazing, intense, fulfilling, enchanting, transformational, rejuvenating and inspiring.  I am so grateful to have had the opportunity to be there for three weeks and to collaborate and learn from some amazing and beautiful artists from around the globe.  Ciao Belle and until we meet again! 

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Omi through Ross Willows' lens:

Omi through my lens:

Omi through friends' lenses: