Sorry about the sound issues.  I couldn’t figure out any way to fix the delay.  Hopefully you get the main idea.

This is the lesson that Ivan came to after drinking some homemade liquor that’s similar to tequila called raquia or rakia?  I don’t really know.  Anyways, it only enhanced his comedic abilities.  The man is a ham, no doubt about it.

So I cut out a lot of the corrections and stuff.  Basically I move a little, and he corrects me.  But seeing myself in the video is great feedback.  I can see some lines I’m making that I actually (gasp with shock!) like, and others that I’m not so fond of.  I also can see how much work there is to do before the showcase.  I really want to knock that sucker out of the park.  To do that, I’m going to have to correct some of the things I see.

I mean, both of these videos don’t show me in the most flattering light every single moment, but that’s the process of becoming a dancer, you know?  There are stumbles and screw ups, triumphs and wins, incremental progress and quantum leaps.

I think the biggest thing I noticed is how much I really need to just let go.  To dance with abandon.  There are moments in the video when I see an inkling of that freedom shining through, and those moments are the most interesting and captivating as a viewer.  In those moments, I forget how big I look, and just see the drama in my face.

I guess the challenge to being free like that is the discipline of the practice before it happens.  At least for me what feels true is that I need to feel comfortable doing a step before I can emote through it.   It gives me the confidence that my body will do what it’s supposed to do while I’m mentally engaging in the story of the dancing.

Ah, whatever.  They say a picture is worth a thousand words.  I’ll let the video do the talking.  More to come.