As she danced her arms floated lightly on the air, her hands and fingers undulating expressively, her feet gliding surely and nimbly.
After Violet gave so generously a dancer appeared for our encore. We watched in awe as this dance quite literally took on a life of its own. The dancers body turned in a parabolic, swirling, almost stately, rhythmic motion. She has become something entirely free – it is poetic. She is creating with everything she has.