Vicky Shick's dances are like luminous dreams that I wish would come to me at night. In them, an everyday gesture, like a woman brushing something off another woman's dress, becomes an enigma, and extraordinary movements have the look of domestic chores you can't quite fathom. Some choreography begs to have its meaning puzzled out; Shick's sensitive, fastidiously serene works make watchers feel at... More >>>