Out and Proud: NYC's Joyce Theater Celebrates Pride Week
MADBOOTS DANCE in MASC. Photo by Scott Shaw, Courtesy Richard Kornberg & Associates
This week, New York City's Joyce Theater presents two companies addressing LGBTQ+ issues.
The queer, all-male contemporary company, led by Jonathan Campbell and Austin Diaz, makes its Joyce debut. On the program: the premiere of their latest work, GAY GUERILLA, and 2017's MASC, which questions traditional depictions of American manhood. June 19, 21, 23.
Sean Dorsey Dance
Oral history interviews with longtime LGBT survivors of the early AIDS epidemic form the basis of THE MISSING GENERATION, which has been touring the U.S. since its premiere in 2015. Transgender dancer-choreographer Sean Dorsey is joined by a multigenerational cast in what is described as a love letter to these survivors. June 20, 22, 23.
James Whiteside (Jayme Thornton for Dance Magazine)
Say you're perpetually impeccable designer Thom Browne. Say you're planning your Spring 2020 Paris menswear show along a "Versailles country club" theme. Say you want a world-class danseur to open the show with some kind of appropriately fabulous choreography.
Who do you call? James Whiteside, of course. On Saturday, the American Ballet Theatre principal—wearing pointe shoes and a glorious pinstriped tutu—kicked off Browne's presentation at the École des Beaux-Arts with a 15-minute, show-stealing solo. Whiteside choreographed the piece himself, with the help of detailed notes from the designer.
I'd been a professional dancer for five years when I realized the pain I'd been feeling in my hip and down my sciatic nerve was not going away. I had been treating it for two years as we dancers do—with regular visits to my masseuse, physical therapy, baths, ice and lots of Aleve—but I never stopped dancing. It finally dawned on me that if I kept going at the speed I was going (which was, well, speedy), the pain would only get more severe and unrelenting, and I might never dance again.
I told myself I'd take two months off, and all would be better.
That first morning when I woke up at 10 am, I had no idea what to do with myself. My life until that moment had been dictated by class and rehearsal, every hour accounted for. How should I fill the huge swath of time ahead of me?