May Lyn says reading my blog makes her feel dirty, brings out the voyeur in her. We had been talking about private spaces, public spaces, private faces, public faces.
It occurs to me that while this blog is about dancing, it also is like dancing. To dance is to constantly negotiate between the eros of the sacred dance with your god and the pornography of being watched. Except in dance, there is no blank screen to engage with; you have only your imperfect body, your imperfect desires.