Today I spent a couple hours watching the surfers and the waves on Philbin Beach in Aquinnah, Martha’s Vineyard. I have no appetite personally for that kind of ride, but admire the focus and courage that it takes. Jose is grazing the island and Maria may follow.
Here is one video of the wave-riders:
Capprichio enjoying the still green fall grass.
As the book-in-hand date for Our Horses, Ourselves: Discovering the Common Body nears, I am delighted to be able to share the ELECTRONIC PRESS KIT . It contains links for some beautiful dances with horses, an interview, and more information about the book. Please share this with friends and on social media. Thank you!
DeAnna Pellecchia, Ingrid Schatz and Pony taking a break during a rehearsal.
As my book Our Horses, Ourselves: Discovering the Common Body comes closer to its actual premiere/opening/you-can-actually-hold-it-in-your-hand day, I am filled with so much appreciation for all the beauty, wisdom and effort by my collaborators of the last thirty-ish years. The list is VERY long, and appears in the “Special Thanks” section of the book. It begins and ends, of course, with Pam White, my love, inspiration and best friend of the last thirty-one years. It also includes all the horses, dancers, mentors, friends, collaborators, and those whose stories and perspectives are woven into the book. It does indeed, take a village!
His sweetness. His kindness. His presence. His wisdom.
This is Sanne. Sanne is a named used for Friesians of either gender. It means Lily. On days that we want to pay homage to him, we call him Sanne the Lily of Holland.
Sanne is my principle co-therapist when I am working with a client and a horse. He is also a principle dancer in my company of dancers and horses. He is also my big ride. Big gaits, big heart, big spirit, big generosity.
On July 17, Sanne will be 20. His origin story with us goes like this. We wanted a Friesian. We were visiting a farm in southeast Massachusetts that imported Friesians from Holland. I was drawn to a beautiful boy named Tsjalling who peered out through a tangle of thick, long forelock from the back of his stall. Pam had spotted Sanne. “What about this one? she said. “What about Sanne?” And so he was born into our family.
Happy Birthday, dear Sanne. May we be blessed with many more years in your company. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Glorious Sanne with the exquisite Brandi Rivera in the dance Scarlet.