Works

NOISE: a microbiopolitics of masculinity
The culminating experience of my graduate studies, NOISE…is a devised group piece that fused short choreographic vignettes from my 5 research participants into an evening length piece. Each section reflected a different respondent’s potent relationship to the racialization and posturing of contemporary masculinities in public space.
June, 2007 – CounterPULSE

WallBall
WallBall (redux)
The Pretenders
These three duets were constructed by myself and Jorge Rodolfo De Hoyos and each one explored a different layer of physical codependency within a relationship. Their content vacillates between pedestrian tasks and  full-bodied hysteria, showing the myriad of dynamics present when you need someone to need you more than they do.
May, 2008 -  July, 2009 – CounterPULSE, The Garage, The Lab

freedom of information 2008
(concieved, curated, and organized by Miguel Gutierrez)
For the last 24 hours of 2008, one dance artist in each of the fifty states embarked on a 24-hour durational improvisation, blind-folded and ear-plugged. The intent was to forge a national reflection on the transmission of information in war-torn nations and to momentarily STOP our American inundation of news images and sounds, and instead undergo extreme sensory deprivation in order to simply meditate and exist in empathic resistance.
December 31st to Jan 1st, 2008-2009 – The Garage

Total Facts Known
A movement-based inventory of knowledge an ability, presented through the story of an exceptional and queer young boy who is also a red-winged monster. While coasting through narratives of systemic oppression, unrequited love, and the bleakness of destiny, the boiled down movement vocabulary and pedestrian text exercises of Total Facts Known occasionally reveal a bright and creeping peace and light earned by endurance, sweetness, and necessary self-interest.
September, 2009 – Mama Calizo’s Voice Factory

Practice
I pre-empted the event by dancing suggestively in a monkey suit. Then, I lined up 15 of my friends in the space and one by one, they slapped me across the face. hard. Then one friend showed me his dick. In certain ways, I relinquished control throughout. In other ways, I never did.
November, 2009 – The Garage

Tell Them That You Saw Me

Six women bake, sink, and revive intimacy under hot lights, constricting attire, and glaring mechanical sun. Breakouts abound. The art-maker hides his body, and we all smash our computers and feminize deeply in order to save ourselves from knowing too much too soon. Inspired by Beckett’s Waiting for Godot.

Dog Play #s 1-4

A series of experiments and mostly very visceral scores about impulse, giving and receiving, and being wild and clear. #1 – a lament, #2 – a feminist question, #3 – a film in my home, #4 – a game.