Monthly Archives: August 2014

That moment when the artistic director wonders where you’ve been …

I didn’t make class as planned on Wednesday.

I worked late Tuesday night, and didn’t get much sleep with the start of my college classes later in the day.

The rest was needed.

After my college class was over, I raced home to get ready for work.

As I was getting ready to race back out the door, I thought I’d check my email and Facebook messages.

There was a Facebook message from Mr. O. He was going over casting possibilities for the company’s fall production of The Firebird and thought of me, and wondered where I’d been. 

I’d been in the two previous productions of Firebird. And the company was hit hard by high school graduation … so I’d be one of the few who would be able to reprise a role.

I’m going to be plunging full force back into the ballet world next week.

It feels good to be missed.


It takes two to tango … sort of

I have to give my girlfriend credit.

She tried to do something to connect with me.

She knows dance is my thing, although I don’t think she fully understands that ballet is my thing, but I do have an appreciation for other dance forms.

We tried a beginning tango class tonight. Ballroom is not really my thing, but I do know some of the basics to the tango. She’d never danced before.

She lasted all of about 10 minutes. She freaked a little bit when we had to change partners (not something I was prepared for, either).

She was overwhelmed. The grand dance experience was over.

She was apologetic the rest of the date. I kept telling her she needn’t be.

It made me feel special she wanted to do something to connect with my dance world. She didn’t have to.

She’s a Southern girl, and a bit country.

We’re a little bit of a role-reversal.

She’s been known to hunt and fish.

Me, I dance.

We have fun together. It doesn’t bother me at all that she doesn’t dance and doesn’t fully understand.

Ballet is my love when it comes to dance, and I’ve done hip-hop, modern and jazz. And while it would have been cool to have a ballroom partner, ballroom is a little further down on my list.

A slow dance would be cool in private, and I’ve promised her I would teach her some steps.

It doesn’t bother me that she doesn’t dance, or quite get it at all.

I like her just the way she is.

Taking my place at the barre

I never thought I would go this long without a class.

It’s been more than a month since I’ve been in any dance class. It’s been since May since I’ve taken a class at the pre-pro school that I’ve called home in the eight years since I returned to ballet class.

If you’ve read previous posts, you know the last dance year didn’t quite end on a great note. I was burned out because of it and tried a new studio (where I’ll still be taking a class or two).

I never intended for my exile to last this long. But problems with my newspaper industry job and my son moving to another town put me in a difficult spot. Ballet suddenly became a luxury instead of a necessity.

So I stayed away while the studio held its summer session.

The studio’s new season is two weeks in, but I’m just now beginning to recover.

So my return to the barre is planned for Wednesday morning, which is also the first day of the semester at the university where I’m still taking classes.

I’m not sure what will greet me when I return. Dancers I knew have graduated. Even a teacher and fellow adult dancer is no longer with the school. New professionals have been hired.

Will I be welcomed back? I do wonder if I’ve even been missed.

I’m approaching this year with a different attitude. I’m not going to be so gung-ho. I’m going to act more my age instead of being an overgrown pre-pro student. I’m going to go and enjoy class, seek to be in ones with more adults and not beat myself up over things I can’t do.

At least that’s the plan.

I’m not going to stress over being in, or not being in, whatever performance the company is doing.

If I’m offered a part, wonderful. I’ll be grateful. I’ve had my share of wonderful parts and have no complaints.

If not, no problem.

I’m in it for the fun this year, for the stress reliever that I’ve missed through some very difficult times and for the workouts that I so need,

That doesn’t mean I won’t seek to improve. It doesn’t mean I won’t keep working toward more consistent double pirouettes.

But I’m not going to stress over not achieving those goals.

I’m a recreational dancer, not a kid with professional dreams,

I’m just going to relax and have fun.