February 2012
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like melting into fondus.
i just really need a break.
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that moment when you’re so caught up in the dance,
for the split second, all that is heard is music, all that is felt is the floor and sweat and dirt, and all the pain comes rushing and floods the heart, the mind, and the soul.
it is the purest form of catharsis,
and it’s easy to tell you’re hurt,
when it’s not enough.
So then which do you pick:
Where you’re safe, out of sight,
And yourself, but...
– Cinderella; Into the Woods (via lovefaithlivefree)
i would like just a simple, peaceful day.
cheek on the woodfloor, huge mirrors, stretching to feel-good music.
how i miss it so.
let’s daance.
cut the crap from the day, and lets just get lost in music.
shut up and dance.
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i love simple things, consistency.
i love to be busy, to have somewhere to go.
i love stretching my toes during an early weekend rehearsal, keeping everything in place.
i love fondues and developpes, the strength, time, and rhythm of all the muscles coming together to form one, solidified movement.
i love rotation, of the hip, initiated by the back, the encompassing details.
i love...
An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never...
– Langston Hughes (via augusts-veryown)
January 2012
37 posts
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I love dance, but it’s part of me. The word “love” is too weak for dancing....
– Paris Opera Ballet Dancer
From the documentary Etoiles: Dancers of the Paris Opera Ballet (2001)
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