Amanda Gabaldon, caught mid-flight, kicks up words in sand before waves wash over her hands and feet. She dances along the gulf coast as it laughs in rainy fits and thunderclaps. She believes you can choreograph at the center of a hurricane and share art in the wild.

She’s brain-danced amongst Seattle’s evergreens, burrowed between Astoria, Queens and The Ailey School in NYC, traded skyscrapers for canopy roads earning an MFA at Florida State, & started her company Poetica in the south’s terminus.

She teaches the body, culture, empathy, and experimentation in the shadow of a Tampa minaret.