Dan Daw appears nude, brightly lit, slowly winding his pale, taut body across the floor to a ceramic teapot and cups. It’s January and he is performing in a solo dance show for Sydney Festival. “Some things he shares with the audience are very raw, very deep, and very engaging,” says Philip Channells, an early mentor of Daw’s. “Without a doubt, he had perseverance and tenacity. He was inquisitive and was just destined to be doing what he is...

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