Like everyone else in the world, I’ve been trying to stay healthy, yet also connected to my work and passions during this abysmal pandemic. It’s a conundrum: I’m a dance critic now, but there are no live dance shows to review. This problem is small beans, of course, in the grand scheme of things. People are dying. People are starving. Life as we knew it has been irrevocably altered. The truly brave and selfless work of all those deemed essential is both humbling and awe-inspiring; I cannot thank these people enough for their intrepid commitment to the human race. But though the arts must necessarily take a back seat to matters of life and death, it bears reporting on the losses felt by our community too.
Unity Phelan and Preston Chamblee in Justin Peck’s “Easy.” Photograph by Paul Kolnik