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“The body-in-space is the basic sculptural element of choreography. Bodies enter and move through, in, and with a space turning the void into a place” - Preston-Dunlop, Looking at Dances 1998: 121

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Jun 15, 2018, 8:00 PM

Dallas, Dallas, TX, USA

About REST Fest


A performance by Sarah Matzke & Dancers

Co-presented by The Theorists during Weekend Festivities at Arts Mission Oak Cliff

3-Day Workshop

2 Performances

1 Weekend

$15.00 One performance

$28 Both performances

Doors 7:30pm, Performance 8:00pm / Open Seating


Marisa Ellis everything always in its place, following routines. The house is my quiet place, where I can think and rest. The laughter of my sisters and patter of my dogs paws remind me that I’m home.

Emily Gnatt Cold feet, warm slippers, warm dog. House time is for maximizing cuddle time. Cozy and isolated. Art from friends old and new and collections of favorite things.

Sarah Matzke Feet always moving in the same floor pattern, in one door and out the other. The smell of cedar chests and wet soil remain in the air. The house is my shelter, my escape for daydreaming.

Erin McElhone Shoes off. Sock on. Music from the kitchen mixing with the sounds of brothers playing make-believe in the room over. Finding a pattern in an ever-changing mix of siblings, relatives, and animals.

Whitney Plonka Always welcomed home by our pup whose whole body wiggles in excitement. Community or “living” spaces in a home are where I spend my time. Never sitting still and going back and forth between rooms.

TD Simons The floor creaks as you step from the carpet on to the hardwood floor; you can’t sneak up on anyone. The two dogs will greet you wildly, but they wouldn’t hurt a fly. You will feel comfortable, warm and secure in my space.

Alexandra Taylor Texture and light. Touching heavy velvet and smooth concrete. Seeing leaf-dappled windows and flickering fan blades. I am settled in the enduring and scattered in the ephemeral, with each equally at home.

Libby West Intersecting patterns, taking and sharing space. The house is my refuge from the world outside, where I can internalize, re- charge, and prepare for what lies ahead. Uneven footsteps, creaky floorboards, and piano notes punctuate the air.

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