Dance Magazine - Why I Dance
If I could take a guess, I would simply say that God designed my body to move. I can't sit still for more than 10 minutes. I can't read and listen to music at the same time because my mind starts choreographing.
If I could take a guess, I would simply say that God designed my body to move. I can't sit still for more than 10 minutes. I can't read and listen to music at the same time because my mind starts choreographing.
Alicia J. Graf was waiting at the Alvin Ailey dance studio in Manhattan for the us to the airport. She was dressed in jeans and a soft gray sweater, her voluminous curls, usually worn loose, pulled back in a knot. She was clutching dozens of pages of a grueling tour schedule that would dictate the next 16 weeks of her life. First stop: Jackson, Mississippi, then several other cities in the South, a hop up to Chicago, finally winding down with shows in Boston and elsewhere in the Northeast.
Some of the best advice dancer Alicia Graf ever got came from her mother: Since you're tall, you'll always stand out, so you might as well be glorious. Maybe that's why at the Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater performances at the Kennedy Center this week, Graf leaps and turns and extends her legs so high it's as if she's trying to play footsy with God.