To me there are few things more beautiful than movement. An impulse that can't be suppressed. Something moves you to move. We were encouraged to find out what that was. To explore, to be creative and to act without hesitation. Access all areas was the thinking. To control or manipulate the aesthetic product was never the point of motivation. And what a relief that was. To strip back the expectations and allow the stream of consciousness to propel you in that moment. Our improvisation teacher taught us that and it's never left me. What a lady.