2015 - Present
2015 - Present
Assess my mood (what am I experiencing?).
Select a song that guides my experience with its rhythms and lyrics.
Find a mirror.
Play the song, dance and sing it to myself; perform with my own reflection.
Let it all out: take in the lyrics, take in the rhythm, take in the reflection, and let it all become one–based on the truth of the moment. Make it all real within myself.
Test for Mirror Dancing: Freedom 90! by George Michael. August 2019.
How can I be my very own life coach, my most daring seducer and lover, and/or my own worst enemy? I explore all these roles, and I build on the power of the original creators and performers to re-contextualize the song–for delivering my own message to myself. The performance serves me. It is my own investigation and growth as a human being.
I want to have power over the messages that I deliver to myself and be powerful enough to deliver them to myself with my own reflection. It does not matter that I am not perfect.
I often see myself in others–I feel the power of the outside, the others. When do I see myself and my own power? Mirror Dancing shares my daily ritual in dancing with myself.
It is an exercise in self-acceptance, in non-judgment, in letting go, in letting myself be, in being free– making my private ritual seen.
I want to have power over the messages that I deliver to myself.
Over my childhood, I spent endless hours in my bathroom performing with my reflection. I would looked at myself and see an inner beauty and strength. Although I would see it, I was battling my thoughts of being been good enough.
My thoughts would compare and despair: “You are not skinny, you are not blonde, your breast are too big, you are too tall… you don’t look like the people in the magazine”. Although I had all that unproductive thinking, I stuck with my mirror dancing. My looks didn’t feel celebrated by the media, yet I created my little own private celebration when I mirror dance without interruption. The fantasy of my reflection carry me through and gave me inner power. Although some times interrupted by my mother or father asking me to lower the volume or to answer a phone call.
Since I can remember I’ve been mirror dancing. My tía Luly, turned me over to her small mirror, inside her pink bedroom at my grandparent’s home, in Panama City, during the early 1980’s. I could barely speak, yet I could move and dance. We practiced choreographies and moves inspired in Las Chicas del Can, Juan Luis Guerra y 4-40, etc.
This was the beginning of my Mirror Dancing. I would perform for myself and the only satisfaction was seeing my own reflection: Indulging in my moves...
I often see myself in others--I feel the power of the outside, the others. When do I see myself and my own power? Mirror Dancing shares my daily ritual in dancing with myself.