The main difference between your second year as a new ballet student and your second year in a professional company is that in your second year as a professional, you’re basically comfortable with the fact that you still know almost nothing about how to dance.
Maybe that’s because you also know you’re going to spend the rest of your life learning how.
Back to normal classes today (plus an extra one, in musical theater-style dance). It went well.
Ironically, although I’ve been missing Monday classes due largely to dancing in professional productions, I felt more like a competent and capable dancer today than I have in a while. It guess doesn’t hurt that I was back on familiar ground: ballet will always be my first language.
Anyway, that’s it for now. 4 hours in the studio today. Hoping I’ll sleep well! 😛
ballet training: 4 years or so of learning that you don’t actually know how to stand up straight, followed by a lifetime of doing the wrong thing with your arms and not jumping high enough
So it’s the second day of Spring, and we seem to have something like four inches of snow on the ground. I was going to update my header banner image to the Spring one today, but I think I’ll skip it for now!
The Showcase Piece IS DONE!!!
…And I really like it. Next week we workshop the partnering bits and clean the piece. Pretty exciting stuff.
You mught be a dancer if you’ve ever paused in the midst of making a sandwich at 11:30 PM[1] to run through some choreography because you accidentally brushed your foot against the floor and suddenly tge waltz turns make perfect sense.
woo! Finally getting paid on the sorta regular! I can buy a house car nice bike umm. Groceries and a coffee? #firstworlddancerproblems
You guys, I am SO ITCHY.
That is all.
You guys, I took actual shower this morning, and it was amaaaaaaaaazing.
I say this as someone who is normally not a huge fan—someone who generally regards showers as perfunctory and boring—but after ten days of sponge baths? That. Felt. Good.
I only learned about this yesterday, or I’d totally be in Detroit right now, but Ballet Detroit has an Open Session this week. If you’re in the region, drop everything, go, suffer, and return stronger.
Rayevskiy brings the Vaganova, but if you’re afraid you can’t hang, don’t worry. I couldn’t make it 100% of the way on every exercise either, but it was still worth it to take his class. I really wish I could go, because a week of Rayevskiy would be really, really good for all my goals right now.
Go learn from this terrifyingly-beautiful-but-actually-really-sweet danseur. (Image ganked via screengrab direct from BalletDetroit.)
Since I can’t go, though, you should. You’ll wind up a beast in the best possible sense of the word.
PS: it took me an hour to write this because my stupid computer is terrible 
Time for some troubleshooting.
danseur ignoble 