This weekend, my last Fall Dance Concert at Seton Hill opened and closed in less than twenty four hours. Fall is always an incredible whirlwind, but this concert was particularly bittersweet. I premiered a new work, August, of which I am incredibly proud. I had the chance to work with amazing dancers and designers, and I feel like I was very successful in capturing the essence of summer (even on a nasty, rainy December weekend.) And next weekend, my collaborator and partner in crime of the last three and a half years, Courtney Woodhall, will be graduating and moving on. It's hard to imagine working here at SHU without her as a sounding board, editor, and amateur psychologist.
In a way, though, I'm grateful to be forced into realizing that this really is the beginning of the end. In just a few months, I'll be following Courtney into the Real World, moving to New York and working my tail off. Am I ready? I don't think so. Will I ever be? Probably not. But is anyone ever really ready to take on their future? I don't know about anyone else, but I trust that my teachers, mentors, and friends have all helped me to prepare for this next step. I've worked hard as an undergraduate, and I know what it will take for me to make it as a dancer and choreographer in The Big City. Watch this space, New York- I'm coming for you.