I was introduce to Julian Beever via e-mail this morning. I didn’t know anything about him or his works but I can say I’m truly inspired!
This one of a Coke bottle was one of my favorites! Is he not amazing?!
This is definitely one of the best things about the technology of sharing things online. Go visit the links and then tell me which are your favorites!
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Just seeing this picture brings back a flood of memories from the furniture to the carpet to the costumes. These are happy years for me, years from my childhood.
Part of this little girl is still inside me, she represents the dancer in me. I remember the thrill of getting ready for a recital, of dancing in front of an audience. I took lessons in tap, ballet, jazz and eventually ballet on pointe from the time I was about 5 or 6 until I was in high school. I miss it.
When my daughter was four I enrolled her in a summer ballet class. I sat in on one of the lessons and realized that I was more qualified in most ways than the teacher instructing them. I entertained the idea for a short while of doing it from my home as many other mothers I knew were interested. But something held me back, the same something that kept me from teaching the way my mother suggested when I was in high school. I guess the reality is that sometimes we’re far more critical of ourselves and our abilities than we recognize and so we limit ourselves.
I still pull several dance steps out of the closet and dust them off from time to time. I repeat instructions in my head for timeless classics like the time step - shuffle, hop, step. flap step….and the feet follow along obediently even in the quiet seclusion of my computer chair. I remember watching Flashdance as a youth and being utterly inspired. White Nights was another dancing movie I remember well - Baryshnikov is amazing. Dancing is like a secret love affair for me, only now I watch it from a distance and smile.
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