My initial impulse for dance online is "hmmm..., let's see see what this is about". Recently I watched a few dance performances online. The performances were visually appealing and the performers skilled. I appreciated the ability to stop and replay moments that I wanted to re-experience. But I missed the feeling of presence - of being there. My impulse was to be be part of the audience and feel the excitement of the room; to take in the sounds of the room - the sounds of people settling themselves; to suffer latecomers being ushered to their seats; to witness concession staff pedaling over-priced ice cream bars, water and wine; to feel the thrill of that fleeting moment of silence just before the performance begins.
My initial impulse for dance online is "hmmm..., let's see see what this is about". Recently I watched a few dance performances online. The performances were visually appealing and the performers skilled. I appreciated the ability to stop and replay moments that I wanted to re-experience. But I missed the feeling of presence - of being there. My impulse was to be be part of the audience and feel the excitement of the room; to take in the sounds of the room - the sounds of people settling themselves; to suffer latecomers being ushered to their seats; to witness concession staff pedaling over-priced ice cream bars, water and wine; to feel the thrill of that fleeting moment of silence just before the performance begins.
My intuition tells me to accept what is.