As I was sitting there experiencing the Parent's Observation Day at Dancing Child's ballet intensive, I suddenly understood the fascination that the Impressionist painter, Degas had with the ballet world.
This giggling, texting, gaggle of teens slipped on those dancing shoes and magically turned into something other.
As soon as that music began to play, they were gentler, more beautiful, more fragile, more graceful. It showed in their faces, their hands, their feet. I was pleasantly bemused by the phenomenon!
It was a wonderful half hour of seeming opposites combined to make something extraordinarily beautiful: powerful yet graceful, controlled but floating on air, joyful and pensive, gracious and soft. It's a lovely thing, ballet!