Don’t Forget How to Groove

Things got a little intense this winter— what with all of us stuck inside and endless hours of cold darkness. It was rough.

So as soon as the sun came out and the snow began to melt, I started to feel a little glimmer of something. Like I wanted to get up and move, dance, prance, shake….but it had been so long, would I remember how? Turns out, not so much.

So I called in some experts— generous neighbors who, despite the dark, lonely winter, hadn’t forgotten how to do one of the best things a person can do: get their groove on.. For two weeks at the beginning of March, I invited anyone who remembered how to groove to come set up in the Modern Art window to remind everyone who caught a glimpse of the pure joy of grooving.