As soon as I enter a dance studio it's as if i step into another world, it is not a better world or a worse world, just different and it lives by its own rules, in its own dynamic.A world of tired, hurting people, who probably had their alarm ring at least for half an hour before they climbed out of their beds and into the shower, desperate to wash away the tiredness from a life with long days and short nights. A world with coffee, streching, jumps, sweat... on the other hand this is a world of magic. A world where dreams are made and lived. A world of creation, creativity, diversity and passion. a world of people who are comitted to this one beautiful thing called dance because their heart beats in the rythm of the music and their feet carry them on and on on this long and rocky road and they will never reach their final destination because therew is none. There will always be a new step to be learnt and a new feeling to be expressed for their souls and for our souls. You walk into those holy rooms, put your feet on the floor and connect with the world and you breathe the art and the dreams life is made of!
