Last week a memorial for Trisha Brown was held at the Whitney. It was a touching event; there were not many dry eyes in the house. There were funny, and moving speeches by Laurie Anderson, Steve Paxton, Brown’s son, Adam, and others. Five dancers performed Spanish Dance, with tears in their eyes. After it ended, a screen rose, revealing the glow of the setting sun over the Hudson.
I put together some thoughts on the event for the New Yorker.

The choreographer in her prime

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