It is going to be a slooooow day on the internet. No one else in the entire world (america) has to work, because I think it's actually illegal, while I am doing pen cutouts of British luxury goods, please kill me, and I already listened to all the news shows yesterday, which are all about obama fucking up healthcare anyway (you're not fooling anyone Axelrod, and by the way you sound like an asshole). I'm going to try something a little different, an interpretative photo essay of sorts. Because if we don't have our art, what do we have really?
With arms wide open indeed
"Jorge wants to be hardcore but his mother won't let him"
While googling "most famous interpretetive dancer" in order to be all like, "Just call me the Martha Graham (eh?) of blogging..." I read this helpful information about interpretive dance: Often the style includes grand, eloquent movements, like wide swooshes of the arms, spins, and drops to the floor. It is frequently enhanced by lavish costumes, ribbons, or spandex body suits.
and then i got here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Syllabus-free_dance
which made me feel better