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Passions

Friday, January 6, 2012


I love food and dance for the same reasons. There's a beautiful sensation, something to experience, in having the freedom to express yourself. A kind of balance, a harmony, a blend of the interesting and profound in an elegant way, whether on a plate or in a dance routine.

I've never understood well the desire to cook for people - not so much because I don't want to or dislike it, but because that is not the calling for me. I feel drawn to the kitchen to let myself go. It's a mystical experience, a strange sensation. A fulfilment that compels!

I am neither a good dancer nor a good cook. But that sense of harmony, of beauty for me is one and the same. I have a vision that I cannot put in words, but one I feel deeply in my body, in movement - also a vision I taste on the tips of my tongue! It is growing, developing, becoming clearer. As yet, I lack the tools (body) or artisanship (technique) to accomplish it - but I hope, want, desire, to arrive closer to it by the day.

posted by Jared
12:47 AM

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