How quickly the world changed.
Now - as we face the global pandemic that always seemed more like science fiction until it actually happened - the world has completely changed and it's hard to see how some of these changes will not permanently alter the world we live in.
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I don't doubt that in time the theatres and galleries and museums and arts centre - not to mention schools and colleges and universities and shops and cinemas - will reopen and life will resume. But there is little doubt that things will be lost - hopefully not people, but some venues may not survive; some shows may never now be seen; some companies will not recover; the global nature of the world that we took for granted and had to fight for so hard in the face of Brexit may look very different.
There is little to be gained by complaining or speculating but I am heartbroken and I mourn the loss of my normal life, of my cultural life and feel desperately sad and fearful for my theatres and dance companies and performers.
Dance and other kinds performance have given me such incredible joy and pleasure and meaning since I fully embraced their importance within my life, something that started around fifteen years ago when my own life changed forever, and that has grown in impetus and importance as I approach the later years of my own life, aware of what I have missed, hungrily trying not to miss more in the years that are left.
I will maintain this blog, in the hope that things will start to improve in a very few months - although the damage now is taking out events that would have happened in the late-spring and summer and later and eradicated the possibility of creating the work that would have taken us into 2021 and beyond.
But for now, I mourn.
I have no idea who reads this blog but much love to the dance venues, the dance companies - large and small, regional, national and international - the dance makers and performers and my fellow audience makers. Let us stay strong, hold on to what we have and have had and help wherever we can - financially if possible.
Don't claim refunds on those missed shows if you can afford not to!
Now - as we face the global pandemic that always seemed more like science fiction until it actually happened - the world has completely changed and it's hard to see how some of these changes will not permanently alter the world we live in.
There is little to be gained by complaining or speculating but I am heartbroken and I mourn the loss of my normal life, of my cultural life and feel desperately sad and fearful for my theatres and dance companies and performers.
Dance and other kinds performance have given me such incredible joy and pleasure and meaning since I fully embraced their importance within my life, something that started around fifteen years ago when my own life changed forever, and that has grown in impetus and importance as I approach the later years of my own life, aware of what I have missed, hungrily trying not to miss more in the years that are left.
I will maintain this blog, in the hope that things will start to improve in a very few months - although the damage now is taking out events that would have happened in the late-spring and summer and later and eradicated the possibility of creating the work that would have taken us into 2021 and beyond.
But for now, I mourn.
I have no idea who reads this blog but much love to the dance venues, the dance companies - large and small, regional, national and international - the dance makers and performers and my fellow audience makers. Let us stay strong, hold on to what we have and have had and help wherever we can - financially if possible.
Don't claim refunds on those missed shows if you can afford not to!