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Reflecting on the year

Today I traveled to a tiny park in the upper boroughs of New York to make a film of a piece I created with three dancers and a composer back in November. During the impossibly long commute one of the dancers asked me: “So how was this year for you?” I was speechless.

One for the Books

This year has truly been one for the books. Seriously! I feel like I say that every year, (which I guess is a good thing in a way) but this year has brought with it such a plethora of challenges, learning opportunities, moments of joy, and moments of growth.

Summer plans!

I am entering my last summer before I become a senior. For me that means that this is the last time I will have a true summer- one that feels like free time to explore outside of school before looking for a job!

Summer Detox

It’s almost painful to be thinking about summer when we still have juries and finals to go, but the summer mood is definitely creeping up on the Juilliard community.

Big Plans

Summer is almost upon us (it’s about time if I do say so myself) and I’m happy to say that (for the most part) I’ve gotten my summer plans in order.

Winding Down

The end of the year is a bizarre balance of enjoying spring weather and the abundance of NYC events, and juggling performance commitments and exams at school. I find that one day I am completely relaxed wandering the Whitney and enjoying a peer’s graduation recital, and the next I am cramming for an exam and trying to remember choreography from November.


The end of the year is always a funny thing. You see, there comes a point in mid-March (when we’re all overwhelmed with midterms, spring performances, rehearsals for choreographic workshop, and more) that I browse forward in my schedule to late April and early May. And I look with amazement and awe at how much free time I’ll have!

For the first time in forever…

So… The sun came out yesterday. It’s been a hot minute since thats happened haha… So as I’m sure you can imagine it was quite the damper on our day when after getting over the elation that the sun brought upon us we all realized that we would all be trapped inside for the entire day in rehearsals.


Everyone has their own unique tale of how they ended up where they are. Life has a strange way of seeing to it that everyone gets to experience a one of a kind journey, even if most of the time the details of that journey aren’t exactly pre-meditated by the traveler.

Childhood Dreams

I think I always knew deep down that I wanted to be an artist of some sort. I would constantly seek to create. I spent my time constructing fairy houses in the woods, illustrating my never finished novel, or designing elaborate dresses on a mannequin. I was particularly obsessed with drawing and painting.

Decisions, Decisions

My decision to attend Juilliard was both easy and difficult at the same time. It was easy in that I had dreamed of the opportunity to attend the school. Yet it was also hard because it meant that I would be taking an untraditional education and an untraditional, difficult career.

Decisions, Decisions

Half of the stress of audition season comes from going through the act of presenting the best possible version of yourself 27 times to 27 different people/organizations who want 27 different things. The other half of the stress arises from then having to decide to which of those 27 things you’re going to commit the next few years of your life to.

An Unwanted Snow Day

A snow day falls like a fluffy blanket of sanity and calm over the city of New York. Just this past Wednesday the city came to a halt, the streets at the mercy of the onslaught of snow. This happened to be the day after the Spring Equinox, and the opening night of Spring Dances.

When it Snows…

We all love a good snow day. Especially when you’re as busy as we are here at Juilliard. And to be honest, I didn’t think that we were going to going to get a snow day this year. It was already late March and yet we had failed to get lucky. Until now that is.

Spring Dances and Beyond

I arrived in New York last Sunday after the trancelike peacefulness of spring break
( which I spent far away from the hustle and bustle of the big apple). Coming back from break
is akin to what I imagine a piece of spaghetti feels like when it is put into boiling water.

 “Spring” Dances

So… Today is supposed to be the opening day of our Spring Dances concert for the Dance Division. The only trouble is that I’m looking outside and wondering how are we going to perform our Spring Dances when there’s a blizzard happening outside!?

Spring Break

Spring Break: It’s the rest that is needed after a short yet intense part of second semester, a time to rejuvenate and reflect on the upcoming spring repertoire performances, the chance to reconnect with my family, and a stressful time of waiting for results of summer program auditions and prepping for the last spurt of the year. 

Black History Month

One of my hobbies is reading, for I love to get lost in a vortex of poetic sentences and the beauty of words. The quality of reality depicted within a dreamlike world is particularly intriguing to me. I found that the stories of the Colombian writer Gabriel Garcia Marquez fully embody this spirit.