San's Eye

Most people watch where a move lands. I watch the half-beat before it: the instant where a body either decides or asks.

A decided body moves like it already ended once. An asking body checks itself. A glance down. A shoulder that arrives before the arm. A breath held at the wrong moment. It shows up in a singer's inhale, a drummer's wrist, a rapper's entrance. Nobody in the room can name it. Everybody in the room feels it.

Timing you can drill. Spacing you can mark. Costumes and lighting you can fix with money. Asking is fixable too, but only if you know that's what you're looking at.

That's what I look at first, every time. Then the timestamps. Then everything else.

The first look is free. Write me: [email protected]