Just yesterday, I received an email from one of my most beloved teachers, Martin Keogh, about his decision to stop teaching sometime this year after having spent 31 years of life doing so. It’s a shocking piece of news, but I’m glad to have met such an amazing and generous teacher and count myself lucky to have him as a key influence in my dance education.
Truth is, these past few months, I myself have been having my own unexpected endings in my journeys in dancemaking. A few of my most trusted and wonderful collaborators have decided to take a break from dancing.
It’s always been a struggle to create or sustain a niche community of dancers with a similar passion for improvising and love for partnering. However, without these few individuals, I wouldn’t even have been able to survive the journey thus far.
I don’t know if they will ever return, and perhaps I shouldn’t expect them to until they are ready. But I’d like to thank them for the countless amazing contributions they’ve added to the improvisation scene in KL.
Aidira Khaidir, Iylia Nordin, and Tuan Fadhlin. Aidira has been with me since the beginning right up to my third most recent performance, which was at the BUKA Performance Party at MAP KL in February. It was probably one of our best works. What a bittersweet memory, if looked at in hindsight. Iylia has similarly been the indispensable part of the trio/quartet. If Aidira was not able to perform with us, Iylia would willingly step up to the plate, even though circumstances made it extremely challenging for her to do so.
Fadhlin, who had only recently joined us towards the end of last year, was an inspiring student nonetheless, and one who made classes enjoyable to teach. Her feedback for our dancemaking was also invaluable as she brought a keen perception towards fine tuning our scores.
I still struggle constantly to communicate with others. It is something fraught with the occasional shocks and surprises. And in the process, some parties get hurt. I guess I’ll just keep picking myself up and learning a thing or two from each fall.
My venture in dancemaking and artmaking in general has left me with scars, both literal and metaphorical, which although at times strengthens my resolve, most of the time breaks me down into a being of nothingness. Not so much of being in one with the cosmos, but rather of feeling purposeless in it.
Back to Martin. I think it is so courageous for such a man of this stature to face up to the circumstances and realize that perhaps it is time to start winding down and begin a new chapter in his life. He looks forward to his new life, informed by his former.
I’m not sure that I consider my next steps to be the creation of an entirely new chapter, but just the other day, I went back to being a soloist after almost a year, and although I was a little scared and self-conscious, I did enjoy the challenge of staying present in the moment while being witnessed by others.
Also, my plans for the upcoming Contact Festival Kuala Lumpur in July 26-31, 2011 is going rather well, with two grants being approved while awaiting a third. I hope to see some of you at the festival.
What prompted me to write this entry after such a long hiatus? I just bumped into an old friend earlier in the day and she told me that I write beautifully. I don’t think I deserve such a compliment, but thought I’d give it a shot – of dancing with words.

Aidira Khaidir and David Lim performing in Improv by the Lake at the Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre, January 23, 2011. (Photo by Lim Paik Yin)