The first time I saw Kelly Rauer's Locate, I gasped. I’d been watching the screens Rauer placed in two corners of the room when a figure appeared on the wall between them—and then disappeared as quickly as she’d arrived. I was hooked and couldn’t look away—darkness, light, dancers in red tunics and shimmering tights, in black and white stripes, swaying, lifting, bending, turning, sitting still. It felt like a kind of magic.
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