This Degas pastel, “The Star: Dancer on the Stage,” was on the cover of an album of classical music that Mom had when I was a kid. I don’t remember what the music was, but I never forgot the painting. We are up in the rafters above the stage, looking down on the dancer just … read more Emerging star
Tag: dance
Hot notes
He threw a note out, and I caught it and rode it. I was up the hill where it was hot and sunny but close enough so those cats could chill me. The green flowed all the way down to the stage, I was high enough to surf the rhythm. The crowd was spread out like … read more Hot notes
Appalachian spring
I have a CD which is only played in my car during March and April each year. Listening to it animates everything I see. Flowers seem to leap out of the ground, trees burst into leaves before my eyes, squirrels dance and birds pirouette. The allegro section perfectly captures that feeling of the earth giving birth … read more Appalachian spring
Slow dance
Moving slow as molasses. Treading, flapping. The water holds me down, holds me back, and my muscles all feel it. I’m in the pool. It feels so good. The water is warm, the sunlight is streaming through the walls of windows. Outside, the trees are moving easily, and the green stretches down to the lake, … read more Slow dance
Day 49: I’ve seen better
The day started out well enough – extra time in the morning with Tom is the best way I can think of to ease into a new week. Nothing particularly bad happened during the day. Mostly routine, but not boring. But somehow, at 2:30, I felt like I couldn’t really do anything else today. I did, of … read more Day 49: I’ve seen better