Susan Yung
Susan Yung is based in the Hudson Valley and writes about dance and the arts.
At a time when you can’t email without getting an annoying pop-up offering AI help, be it with writing or summarizing content, Jon Kinzel’s Hudson Terminus mercifully transports us back to a more analog time.
Sara Mearns, a principal with New York City Ballet, happens to be one of the finest ballerinas of our time. Her every moment onstage pushes the art’s standards and adds underlying depth to even abstract dances. This passion can lead a viewer to doubt her ability to safely complete a difficult passage—will she fall? How can she stay upright?—but by jove, she does it.
When describing Ruri Mito’s ensemble work Where we were born, I reach for words more commonly used in nature documentaries than dance criticism, such as: oozing, slithering, roiling, and tectonically shifting. This shares a bill with the solo Matou, performed by Mito, which evokes terms such as rock formation, contortion, and hypercontrol.
Adrienne Edwards curated the Whitney Museum’s exhibition, Edges of Ailey, an immersive installation of ephemera, video, and visual art occupying the museum’s entire fifth floor. In honor of the choreographer’s legacy, the exhibition also features periodic live performances by contemporary dance artists. The Rail’s Susan Yung spoke to Edwards after the exhibition opened.
Since 1933, when founder Ted Shawn and his Men Dancers gave “Tea Lecture Demonstrations,” the summer festival at Jacob’s Pillow has been one of dance’s finest flagships. The 2024 season proved again how this Berkshires oasis thrives even in the wake of the pandemic, and despite the Doris Duke Theatre burning down in 2020.






































































