Lily Christensen is a salsa dancer in Seattle and while visiting family, her Auntie, Melanie Patterson of Colourblind Salon in Tulsa she took time out to have her portraits made. I was so excited to photograph her since I have not photographed a dancer before…that I can remember anyway. Since the shoot was not planned in advance she showed up with only what she was wearing. We browsed through the wardrobe closet here at the studio and she found some items she wanted to be photographed in. She danced around the studio as if she was the only person in the room. Dance into your dreams Lily. This poem reminded me of Lily…the way she dances around with such grace and beauty and with a smile on her face.
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed - and gazed - but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. "William Wordsworth"