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Regrets and Baile
03.18.05 (4:24 am)   [edit]


I went to watch Ballet Nacional De Espana perform in Hong Kong yesterday night. So many memories...

It was gorgeous. Flamenco, Tango...Tapping, Clapping and Castanuelas (Castanets). I want. I crave.
I entered and it all looked familiar. And then I got drawn in completely. The music was excellent (live) and the performance astounding. Everything was conveyed. Want, Need, Love, Lust...Everything. In each step there was strength, passion...stubbornness and urgency, Absolutely breathtaking.
My favourite scene was when the stage was pitch black save for a square spotlight in the middle, in which a figure in black danced...And then leapt out of the square, and as she did so, the square faded, and another square materialised where she landed. It was flawless.
Drenched up so many memories.
Why did the stage look familiar? Because I once danced on it. Swan lake. I was a wave/ripple. I remember the awe as I looked upon the dancers more advanced than I...The way their tutu's flared and their grace en pointe. I wanted to be a swan.
6 Years...one wrong landing...
I was doing a grand jeté..practicing. i'd been doing pointe work since the beginnign, and had done enough sur les pointes work to attempt some of the greater steps in ballet. A grand jeté is a jump, a large one. you usually have a few short, quick steps, and then you leap into the air, arms spread, legs parallel to the ground (essentially, a split)...and land..
I landed. wrongly. I did them fine, but something...I lost concentration. I landed and tore the ligament.
And now, watching these gorgeous, talented people on stage, I feel so...nostalgic.
Everyone, make it a pointe (pun intended) to go watch some classic/cultural dance sometime. It'll open your eyes to how one makes love to the music, and expresses life through movement.
Tis all good.
 

posted by: altricial (reply)
post date: 03.18.05 (12:46 pm)

Oh my. I think I would have cried all the way through.


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 03.18.05 (8:37 pm)

Reply to: altricial
I did, after. *smiles sadli* Never to dance again, innit. Just the one tiny accident..


posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 03.19.05 (1:06 pm)

Hold my hand... feel the wind... can you smell the spring flowers... the warmth of the sunshine.. the rolling hills.... mistry mountainz far away... the lil cottages... we are in lorrain... east of paris... theres a grass sloap infront of us... with lil frowers blooming.. on fresh grass.... we are gonna dive and slide all the way down.. giggling.. and probably end up wet in the lil stream below...

*cuddlies me*

-jumpz the grand jeté-

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

=)

I looked for the sandness in the post hun.... but its a reflection on childhood... a memory painful... yet a memory of dressed like a lil white pixie...

dere are many a grand jeté in life... ud be luckier than many to have experienced most. *kiss*


posted by: VodkaB (reply)
post date: 03.19.05 (7:26 pm)

Reply to: newbie
:) Ta e..tis a memory honoured

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