Tere O’Connor’s work is a conjuring, a bringing in of everything and an invitation to unravel. At the level of composition, three earlier dances (Sisters, poem, and Secret Mary) provide alternate pasts for the larger work, memories for and behind and within the current motions.…
He asked us to imagine ourselves in a car, traversing through a landscape, seatbelts on. When traffic slows and then stops, we’re all stuck—and even though you spend that time trying to decipher the license plate of the car in front of us while I stare into space…
