While I am working the movement infrastructure for Saturday and Sunday performances, the energy of preparation for the Maker Faire brings...

In a surreal cars empty Fifth Avenue, crowds wait for Pope Francis to arrive from Saint Patrick Cathedral. Finally, preceded by a massive ...

 On one of the last glorious days of summer 2015 I am moving to the Mediterranean sea, in the town of Anzio or Antium (V century B.C). Th...

In this particularly unsettling time, I am trying to find a center; being in Rome, the city where I was born and raised, brings focus eve...

I am finding my axis mundi by the Hudson River, at sunset. space-time coordinates: 19:22 UTC, 40.77699, -73.99132  

Threading space and time with my body: this is the essence of my somatic practice. On August 13 my geospatial coordinates at sunset were 4...

Walking has become a metaphor for my life these days —besides providing healing while I am trying to keep my sanity struggling with the divo...

Slip of tongue or Freudian slip ? It was definitely a prediction, when repeating after the Boston judge, I said "awful" instead of...