Lucinda Childs Dance Company at The Barbican

It was movement
And light
And the sheer fucking energy
I went of in to a dream
And time disappeared
This was my body being washed by their bodies.
Sunlight
and Wind
and bloody earth
but flaoting
THIS WAS PERFECT



It was art and it was me. IT WAS ME.
If you missed this you missed everything

A vision of how we would all move in dance paradise.’ The New York Times