Since I have lots of new people on my friends list thanks to a combination of Phoenix Rising and Strikethrough '07 (best friending meme, evar!), this is where you get to ask random questions and I'll answer them.
When I went to Hewitt we were required as children to take music, dance and art, as a well-rounded young woman was knowledgeable about all three. IN fourth grade, we had to choreograph our own performances and this being, I guess, 1983? I choreographed mine to the theme song from Fame. And it didn't suck.
I'd never done anything that hadn't sucked before. I was terrible in gym, had been originally placed in all the B (slow) classes because "only pretty girls were good girls" and so forth. Suddenly, here was something I could do.
So my parents, with I imagine some sense of great relief, sent me to dance classes. I went to a performing arts camp in the summers where I studied ballet and modern and folk, and studied once I was old enough (you have to be 11) at the Maratha Graham School of contemporary dance. Martha Graham technique is really, entirely about sex and death and I was a quiet child, awkward, but with an odd stillness and ability to portray pain. I wasn't technically great, my tendons were too tight for that, but I had art.
The thing is because I was naturally good at it, I was also a slacker, and because my parents would have pitched a fit had I said this was what I wanted to do for a living, I drifted into other things. But it's always been a fact of me. For the last 4 or 5 years I've studied historic dance -- Regency, and more recently Baroque and Renaissance. I also have a smattering of tap, jazz, tango and ballroom from along the way.
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I'd never done anything that hadn't sucked before. I was terrible in gym, had been originally placed in all the B (slow) classes because "only pretty girls were good girls" and so forth. Suddenly, here was something I could do.
So my parents, with I imagine some sense of great relief, sent me to dance classes. I went to a performing arts camp in the summers where I studied ballet and modern and folk, and studied once I was old enough (you have to be 11) at the Maratha Graham School of contemporary dance. Martha Graham technique is really, entirely about sex and death and I was a quiet child, awkward, but with an odd stillness and ability to portray pain. I wasn't technically great, my tendons were too tight for that, but I had art.
The thing is because I was naturally good at it, I was also a slacker, and because my parents would have pitched a fit had I said this was what I wanted to do for a living, I drifted into other things. But it's always been a fact of me. For the last 4 or 5 years I've studied historic dance -- Regency, and more recently Baroque and Renaissance. I also have a smattering of tap, jazz, tango and ballroom from along the way.