Notes on the body, the method, and the long way home.
Short essays for adults who want to think and move better. Updated when there's something worth saying — about once a week.
My hands were too sweaty
Hyperhidrosis made climbing a pole feel impossible — and the wrong instructors made everything worse. This is the story of one teacher who changed that, and why it changed how I teach.
My hands were too sweaty
Hyperhidrosis made climbing a pole feel impossible — and the wrong instructors made everything worse. This is the story of one teacher who changed that, and why it changed how I teach.
Being a 'polydancer': Jack of all trades, master of none?
I've been asked to pick a favourite dance for as long as I can remember. I won't. Here's what each style I practise continues to teach me about myself.
From being looked at to serving looks: how pole dance empowered me
Content warning: sexual abuse. This is the story of how the most erotic dance form I could find became the thing that gave me my body back.
What posing naked taught me about dancing
I spent years as a life drawing model — sitting still while artists stared. It turned out to be one of the best educations in how to inhabit a body I ever had.