Today I visited the Pei Ling Chan gallery to view an exhibition called "Pulse Spiral" by Rafael Lozano-Hemmer. It is composed of 300 lightbulbs suspended from the ceiling. You hold some grips on a stand, and it measures your pulse and sends it into the bottom-most lightbulb, which flickers in time with your pulse, then spirals it up into the other lightbulbs. 
It was really lovely to sit with the installation in the darkened room, with all the lights flickering, and it sounded like an evening of chirping crickets. Sadly, today was the last day of the exhibition, but I'm glad I got to see it before it was gone.

So, La Traversee is done. After ten weeks of training, we had a great 4-day run at the historic Lucas Theatre last weekend. For those who came to the show, thank you so much, and I hope you enjoyed watching it as much as I enjoyed performing in it. And to my family, thank you for driving down to watch my show, it made the whole experience that much more rewarding. 
I was a religious believer (we were never able to decide which religion specifically), and us girls danced in capes, ankle length skirts, and hats that resembled dog cones in the way that they hinder your peripherals. But, when we scolded gamblers for their sinfulness, pointing fingers and sweeping arms around windmill-style, we looked pretty awesome. My fellow believers may not like me for putting up a picture of us in our costumes, as they did not particularly like wearing those costumes, but I thought we looked very period in black and white, and for that reason alone, it is here as testament to our struggle. As a final note, thanks to my fellow performers for making the show such a great experience, and thanks to Vincent for another amazing dance show.