Beth Graczyk

“The Hambidge residency thawed my restlessly wound and knotted being through a calm and abundant steady green-brown-gray-purple-white forest salve. Birds greeted me every morning through the open and vast windows of the Son House. I felt like a small bird myself or "forest nymph" (a tender nickname bestowed to me by my fellow artist cohort). Each day felt a little longer than the last, my body gently coaxed into an attention that felt about absorbing through the senses...slowly. Rarely does an artist feel free, supported, and at ease, but at Hambidge I genuinely felt these things. How do you measure what that does for creativity? It's like clearing away a cluttered room that has an assortment of unpacked boxes, dust, unopened letters, accumulated over years. You open up the windows, let the fresh breeze in, clear space so it is empty, and offers space to dream - what can this (body/space/imagination) become?”

– Beth Graczyk, New York, Dance