Dance initiated intoxication struck the crowd, last Friday at the Granada. Those who are new to the Quixotic experience may be easily identified by the occasional gasping and gaping mouths.
Additionally, this performance equated a pilotes session for my photo skills—not just because this particular venue does not believe in the necessity of air conditioning.
My process includes clenching the camera to my body as tightly as possible. I do not breathe until I have released the shutter. (The luxury of breathing freely in combination with a slow shutter setting and fast moving objects means a missed shot and a purposeless existence.)