White Tree Fine Art

They really shouldn’t play music outside at the gas station where I fill up my car. This week, the temperature was a wind chill of below zero. Brrrr. I watched the guy in a florescent green vest and bright cherry red nose start to do calisthenics in the parking lot to keep warm. He was trying to jump somebody’s dead car battery.


So if heeee can exercise, I figure I can start to tap my toes (just a little bit) to keep warm. Hmmm. It felt good to move and darn if I wasn’t shivering as much now. Taoi Cruz was singing over the loudspeaker “I came to dance, dance, dance.” So I slip into that easy heel, toe, heel, toe move and no one seems to notice it much. For me, the surveillance camera simply becomes an accidental opportunity to make my own dance video. The music continues…“I throw my hands up in the air, saying ay, oh. Baby, let’s go…”


The wind is whipping the snow around and folks are rushing with their morning cup of hot coffee and jump back into their cars before it turns into a frozen mocha. No one is paying me much mind and just as I am about to break into a few grand pliets…I am saved by the sound of the click of the pump. My gas tank is full and my dance routine is over. I am jolted back into reality, give one last glance around, grab my receipt, and quickly slink back into my car (with a dancer's grace of course). As I drive away, my swagger is gone and by now I’m starting to realize that hopefully there was no tape in that camera.



White Tree Fine Art came in third place on Live to Dance. They are incredible and are aptly described as poetry in motion. You have to take a mindful moment to view their video.