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It was all twirling skirts, stomping feet, clicking fingers, sweeping arms and rhythmic clapping at last night’s power-packed performance of Tierra Flamenca – the last show in The Body Festival 2008. I was twelve rows back, in the dark, with no flash (I hate flash; refuse to use it), so it’s a credit to my little camera that I came away with any images at all. These are by no means a perfect record of the expressive brilliance we were treated to, but I rather like the blurred look – it captures a little of the sense of speed and movement of the two dancers as they stomped their way passionately across the stage, all energy and highly-charged emotion.
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