dance is life, and she couldn't have it any other way. she cannot even describe how much she lives for dance; how much she thinks of dance; how much it consumes all of her thoughts, her being, fills her journals - notetaking on dance (choreo)!
dance is life. dance is art. without it, she just would not be able to breathe.
first year college, i had this unhealthy obsession with degas' works: fascinated with his sketches/drawing, mainly for my obsession of dance. degas had intrigued me into the world of impressionism, urging me to take art history courses. one of my most treasured posessions in my home today is a replica of degas 'little dancer of fourteen years', given to me as a gift from my family. it still sits on my bookcase.
i believe it is why, to this date, i prefer reading 17th-19th century fiction and non-fiction; why i'm so fascinated with everything vintage; why i long for living in the past, and most of all, why i believe i was born in the wrong era.
i'd love to know how many out there would prefer 17th-19th century to now?
well i think the only thing that would make me rethink would be the unsanitary non-plumbing factor. no sinks, showers, toilets, etc.?
otherwise, i wouldn't mind bumping into a mr. darcy.
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