I’m really honest (especially after a nine hour dance day, no sleep, no food, speaking into a recorded microphone, going on my 5th hour) Sometimes this can hurt people. But … I am honest because somewhere down the line people were honest with me. But the honesty & hard-to-hear-words of others that I looked up to, got me here, and here isn’t so bad. Dwelling is bad for the soul. Use negativity as fuel… tis’ what I did my entire life.
Anonymous asked: i hope you do something like the richard walters show again soon. that was special. would be cool if you came up with a story together and collabed to write the lyrics and whatever. so new songs to perfectly describe your moves. sounds cool.
a dream of mine is to do this with Ani Difranco. But I will get there someday. I have another young female artist in mind for this type of project - who’s work I admire so much. But I will get around to it when I can get around to it. Thank you for this question … real cool.
Anonymous asked: how old must you be to audition for an apprentice spot?
16 or 17
Anonymous asked: you're thinking of publishing a book!? about what, of what? how cool. there were times i thought it'd be neat to co-write a book with someone, still do, but i could never think of what about, so i figured it wasn't right.
Yes I will be publishing a book sometime this year. In collaboration with a New York based photographer & a New York based writer. Can’t give out too much info right now but I will give more insight as the project keeps moving. You should write a book though. For the sake of writing a book rather than for publishing. Just do it even if it not right, yet. What’s the harm in trying?
Thanking all the people who have sent music suggestions! I am so lucky. I can’t send one back unless you ask un-anonymously haha. Keep em coming please … I am about to embark on the greatest creation journey of my life and need the music to be flowing. Thank you Thank you Thank you
Anonymous asked: if you ever want someone to sing live for you while you dance, i know the one. she's even in new york. she's real good. real honest, emma.
well then it looks like we’ve found the one, then. Send over her info pretty please. This is my favorite tumblr ask in the universe.
and then sometimes I just want to be like “pay attention to me”
but most times, well … all times, that would be completely selfish
carry on, then
my friend Akira … He’s cool.
my friend Nolan… He’s cool.
I want to go through all the hair colours that Kate Winslet did in ‘eternal sunshine of the spotless mind’
I will do this before 2015 ends.
When you’re full of mud & all you want to do is go home & shower before your roommates show. Then you finally get home and your keys are on the other side of the door.
When you choose to be a subject for your high school friend’s photos instead of taking a much needed dance class. He’s your only real friend here because he came from where you came from, too … and sometimes that is all you need in a city full of humans from everywhere except where you’re from. Sometimes you just want to tell them to not talk about fires or a school councillor they hated, a gym class, childhood years they want back … or any of the secret things that turn your brain waves into steam clouds, clench your open fingers into fists, and your sturdy voice into a sturdy quiver.
When you go to see your roommate at the time of his show but not to be an audience member, but to be a borrower of the only other set of keys in this world, on this side of the door. Covered in Mud standing inside the countries most prestigious school.
When you spend $5.50 for transportation to borrow keys but your phone dies. Finding keys without a phone in New York is like finding a parent after they stop loving your mom, or a needle in a haystack, or a turtle shaped earring on a baseball field.
When you’re standing in the park in the middle of winter, and if it wasn’t for your girlfriends big black T-shirt hanging on your shoulders… you’d be naked. The frozen rocks start to numb your extremities & you’re getting dizzy - as a combination of throwing your body around & negative temperatures bringing your bones to a constant quake. For not 1, not 2, not 3, but 4 hours. Not just on rocks, but in mud, in water and in snow. Not 1, not 2, not 3, but 4 cigarettes later. Because you need people to know you’re still alive & that you still matter, and the only way to show it is by producing respectable art.
When you keep taking direction as you always do. You execute what he says like you always did at those grade 12 parties. But no shape your body creates is ever right - no jump you make is high enough - nothing you try is what they want. its like “is this good enough for you now?” “is my standing here in the midst of winter, completely naked, taking your direction, enough for you now?”
When you ask about the shot where you held your weight between a frozen rock/tree for 20 minutes & he says the film got messed up in the processing.
it’s like winter is my life, naked are my thoughts, direction taking is what I want to be on the other side of …
if you could just put your hands over my eyes, i’d be happy to go blind.
ihateeverythinnnngggggggg. Locked out of my apartment in New York. It’s so cold out. I’m full of mud because I came from a shoot and life’s a piece of poop right now. HELLO FROM THE APPLE STORE #SOCIALMEDIAADDICT #CAN’TLIVEWITHOUTMYAPPLEPRODUCTSCHARGED #DON’TLOOKATME
I MISS YOU AMARA
MG, I’LL ANSWER YOUR TEXTS WHEN MY PHONE IS BACK
HEY TEDDY I’M EXCITED FOR MY LAST CLASS TOMORROW (I THINK YOU CAN COME RIGHT?) (IT’S YOUR LAST CLASS TOO RIGHT?) (GUNNA BE DANCING TO WILLIAM) (WHAT A GREAT SENDOFF)