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“Tutor 1: What does it feel like when you’re dancing?
Billy: Don’t know. Sorta feels good. Sorta stiff and that, but once I get going... then I like, forget everything. And... sorta disappear. Sorta disappear. Like I feel a change in my whole body. And I’ve got this fire in my body. I’m just there. Flyin’ like a bird. Like electricity. Yeah, like electricity.”
— Billy Elliot

Dialogues

June 14, 2015 in Black & white photography, fine art photography, Portrait
dialogues #1 by Amy kanka valadarsky

Dancing as a dialogue.

Between black and white. Between body and mind. Between the dancer and the costume. Between the dancer and its reflection. Most of all, an opportunity to let the body speak. Without words.

Not a portfolio, not an occasional image. Rather, a short story. The story of one dancer who at the age of 17, a shy girl who disliked her body (and how many girls at this age love their looks?) met a dance teacher. A belly dancing teacher who changed her world. 

Now, years later, she is teaching women of all ages to free their bodies,  love them, love themselves.

Short stories. I like the idea of 'writing' short visual stories. Let's see where this will lead ...

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““Which of my photographs is my favorite? The one I’m going to take tomorrow.””
— Imogen Cunningham 1883 – 1976