Just like anything in life, we may fall in and out of love with our passions. Most times it’s not until we push ourselves past our comfort zone that we realize what truly makes us happy has been sitting (or in this case, dancing) in front of us this entire time. Jonathan has been involved with KODACHROME since its inception in 2009. Although Jonathan can usually be seen recording video from the side and helping the KODACHROME Staff at the sign-in table, Jonathan most certainly experienced our most recent workshop, hosted at Old Dominion University, as a dancer. The following is a Facebook note Jonathan has so graciously allowed us to expose to the world. Peep the original post here, inspirational comments and all.
This is so corny, and I know I don’t know you guys that well but I can’t help myself.
Thank you so much to KODACHROME for helping me fall in love with dance again.
I have loved dance my entire life. I ran around my house as a toddler while bobbing my head to a unique mix of tracks from Todo Todo, to Thriller. I folk danced starting from the age of five until today and I always enjoyed watching the faces of my elders light up because they saw a piece of home waltzing about in front of them swinging a candle in a bandanna or clicking bamboo castanets. But when it came to truly dancing what I felt, I was always just a fan boy. I watched river dance with my mom secretly wishing I could create thunder and lighting with my feet. I acted like she had to make me go to a ballet. I learned the history of B-boying, the origins of Locking, popping, and the electric boogaloo. I learned the names of the moves and major players. I completely immersed myself in the culture, from the signs down to the shoes. But for some reason I never actually participated. I was still the guy on the side going “Man, that’s cool but that’s not me.”
I went to college, met an amazing woman and got even closer to dance than I had never been. We became involved with KODACHROME and I became even closer still, but I was still that guy on the side. Reza always talked about the “Dance Fam.” I always knew who she was talking about but I don’t think I ever really knew what she was talking about and, to be completely honest, for two years now I never really felt like a part of it. In a weird way I felt like a proud parent of KODACHROME and Mozaic. I sat down and watched all of you grow, I recorded your accomplishments and even bragged about you guys at school and work to all my friends and family but I never really belonged. I was always with them, I was always talking with you all, and I really always loved you all but I did it because you were there. Because, well, what else was I supposed to do?
But yesterday, Saturday, December 4th 2010, I fell in love with you all. I fell in love with your craft. I told you I was scared and ya’ll told me “Don’t be.” I would mess up and feel like quitting and ya’ll said “It’s okay.” I did everything wrong and ya’ll still found a way to tell me at least one thing I did right. I moved like i’ve never moved before and I loved it. Every movement felt weird, odd, unnatural, and completely liberating. I felt freed and happy and challenged all at the same time. Of course I doubted myself through the whole process but it seemed like right when I was about to sit down and resume my traditional spot on the floor with a camera I would get the perfect verbal hug at the perfect time and I was driven once more.
I’m an only child and so I don’t know if this is completely accurate, but I feel like I just found a new home full of siblings I’ve never known and it feels so natural. At first I thought maybe it was the feeling of being surrounded by excellence and skill, but upon reflection I know that what I reveled in was the feeling of being surrounded by family. It feels so right to be with you all and I can’t wait to be with you again.
I’ve said it to a few of you already but I really mean it. I would drive many more hours and sleep many less hours to dance with you all again and I hope that you all had as much fun and enjoyed the camaraderie as much as I did.