a house dripping with phosphorus, where the edges of the window were burning around the flames. And my father said, “Look! I’m not crazy, look, this house is like Mozart.” And the next house, where flames were coming right from the basement, he said, “That, that is Wagner.” He gave me a way to overcome the horrors of war. And so, survival became a strength I chose to overcome the destruction I witnessed around me. I really had the feeling, the very deep feeling, that I survived for a reason, and that I had a mission, a duty to do something, that I was really in search of my life. Where is my place?
Mastering Misuse with d. Sabela grimes
He’s a choreographer, movement composer and trans-media storyteller: He’s d. Sabela grimes, who grew up in Lompoc, California, and didn’t know that his true calling would be as a dancer, choreographer and teller of tales until he moved to Philadelphia in the late 1990s and met Rennie Harris of Rennie Harris Puremovement.
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