Internship applicant

Once I had a really good idea in the bathroom. It sounds cliche, but I just sat down and it came to me, full form.

I was stunned. I had fiddled around in the living room of my apartment for about 15 minutes prior, dodging the coffee table, attempting to abstract my recent breakup into a movement motif for my choreography class. A motif, by the way, is a single movement or phrase that can be used as a building block for a dance (or painting, etc) but also captures the entire essence of the piece. Think of the duh-duh-duh-DOM from Beethoven's 5th.

And as soon as my rear hit the porcelain I saw it in my mind.

Now- jump forward to the end of the semester. My friend Lisa and I are working on a duet for our final. Grueling. Hands down the most horrendous, hair-pulling creative process of our young adult lives.

We spent WEEKS both in and out of class working on this. We had awesome lifts and partnering sequences, a design concept assigned to us (spirals), a structure we wanted to use (a rondo)... but no motifs- no way to connect the pretty puzzle pieces. We lacked a personal connection to the patterns.

In desperation, I Googled "spirals." Picture of a snail- eh... a sunflower.. mmmaybe.

A hurricane.

Yes. At the center of chaos- stillness. That was the connection. Two days later we had a dance. Three days later we astounded our professor and classmates.

My name is Hannah Rolfes. A previous post asks where ideas come from. They come from any place, any person. I want to have fun, and I want to pull my hair out in order to make something incredible this summer as an Intern at play.