In my San Francisco decades, I can
not cite a visiting ballet as more
compelling than another. A competi-
tion for that stage, natural and
rational, meant that one would see
enough, alongside an extraordinary
local company, to nourish appetites
for the art, if not at their most
adventurous, then certainly at their
most optimistic and critical.
The infrequent appearances of Paul
Taylor's dance company always edu-
cated the appetite and exonerated
our optimism. In the years I saw
them, before the turn of the cen-
tury, they revealed that time and
the structures of their art so a-
mazingly, as to forge a thrilling
unity between humanity and order.
In many ways, this is how we are
enabled to reject demand for order,
from a rhetoric exalting disunity.
We have seen the meaning of dance.
Paul Taylor
Michael Trusnovec
Eran Bugge
Syracuse, New York
2012
The New York Times©
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