Swoon

Our final vacation activity was a performance at MassMoCA by Australian dance troupe Strange Fruit, and we sat on the floor of a vast black box theater for half an hour while the four dancers swirled fifteen feet above us on bendy poles. Swoon was lovely, but afterward M. Panique and I admitted to each other that we had been something more dramatic to happen. I think the synchronized swaying of all four dancers was my favorite part of the piece, but the moments when they all came together were also beautiful.