A performance that inquires where contemporary dance practice in the Philippines grounds itself

“Ms. Martha! [Graham] – I tried. I tried hard to find an original idea, and summon it from the depths of my being, like you said. Alas! My body or myself, was not great enough to contain a grand emotion. I just wanted the space to be – suspended, held, within the logic of my body, there I felt free. Ms. Martha, is dance not deemed complete anymore? Do border crossings crumble even the human body? The world of successive ruptures you made possible now threaten to exclude me. Oh, Ms. Martha, was I not betrayed?”