"I have kissed thy mouth. There was a bitter taste on thy lips. Was it the taste of blood?... But perchance it is the taste of love.... They say that love hath a bitter taste.... But what of that? what of that?”
Oscar Wilde.
In the spirit of the collaboration that makes Senior Production happen, we’ve created a collage of responses five of the students—a mix of third-years and fourth-years—gave us about the experience.
Each fall, Juilliard dancers and composers have a unique opportunity to work together.
In Angel Reapers, the bizarre utopia of the Shaker community is conveyed through rhythm, a cappella singing, and movement sequences.