Over the course of the past year working on this dance piece, I have often gotten the question: Why are you doing this work? or What has The Window Sex Project done for you? The answer to those questions aren't simple and neat - and when I began the work, I could not have imagined its enormity and how it might affect so many parts (really all) of my life. Today, specifically though, I was very thankful for The Window Sex Project.
Last week, I was on campus at Barnard teaching a dance intensive.
Since I have been spending so many hours on campus, I am also eating
there. One of the dining hall staff members is a young guy, medium
build, handsome and forward. Each day last week that I was in his
lunch or dinner line he would flirt with me, progressively more and
more. The first couple of days it was just the looks, and a little too
much investment in his greeting, "Hey, how you doing?" The next day he
asks outright, "Are you a high schooler?" I shake my head no. "A college
student?" Again, no. "Oh. What are you?"
Apparently he thought that was permission to continue the conversation. "Oh. What's your name?"