Selfscapes

I was born in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea, in a dry land, which stretches out in waters that glitter like diamonds.

I was raised looking at the horizon, driving towards the shades of unforgettable sunsets, breathing the surrounding sea.

I was born rooted in the ground as centuries-old olive trees, and yet mobile as wind, sometimes hitting like a hunting melody, sometimes like a whip.

I was born stubborn as coastal rocks and the foamy weaves in unlucky days, fluid and salty water, contained and yet uncontainable, like the Sea.

I grew up dancing to the exotic tunes and percussions of Indian, Middle-Eastern, African, Jamaican and folk music. During my childhood I trained in gymnastics, during my adolescence in theatre and folk dance, finding in movement a natural attraction and visceral need.

I have always been travelling in unfamiliar countries, hearing unfamiliar voices, stepping on unfamiliar paths. When I was hardly 9 years old, I read The Diary of Anna Frank and travelled in the contested land of Jerusalem, where I saw the marks of human violence. 

Dance and anthropology have been my way of understanding myself, Nature and other human beings, their values and their beliefs. Through dance and anthropology I questioned my habits and my assumptions, becoming a stranger to myself, embodying diversity, experiencing the sense of being something or somebody else, although only for the fleeting moment of a movement. Through dance and anthropology I have encountered diversity in peace.

Odissi has given me the opportunity to be sound and gesture, to be demon and god, to be square or circle, to be feeling and thought. Natural in its unnatural form, Odissi has been the shape of my soul.