Grand écart en pointe is not beautiful because it is easy; it is beautiful precisely because it demands everything, because it asks the dancer to surrender completely.
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Grand écart en pointe is not beautiful because it is easy; it is beautiful precisely because it demands everything, because it asks the dancer to surrender completely.
World seems like a void of silence every time footsteps are deprived of dancing shoes.
Shah Asad Rizvi
The fire in me dances,
to the songs in you.
~Signed, NSE
"To be an artist you must embrace both ambiguity and change. If you are unwilling or unable to this, your career as an artist will be short lived or extremely annoying. Both are your choice." -Safi A. Thomas #dance #dancers #dancerlife #dancetheatre #theatre #dancequote #quote #inspiration #instaquote #positivevibes #safithomasquotes #hpluslife #dancerproblems #theatrelife #ballet #dancengo #hiphoptheatre #hiphopdance #hiphopdancer #moderndance #artsed #hiphoped (at H+ The Hip-Hop Dance Conservatory)
'Dancing is like taking a mini vacation from the stress of the everyday - you have to be in the moment' - Ofelia de la Valette #london, #ballet, #motivation, #goals, #human, #body, #class, #music, #quote, #dancequote, #monday, #hardwork, #stage, #art, #training, #fit, #healthy, #determination, #lifestyle, #fun, #practice, #studio, #gym, #workout, #instafit, #getfit, #summer, #spirit, #wayoflife, #londonlife, #londonlove, #thisislondon, #londonsbest, #londononly
Her hand rises like a question to the cosmos—thinking morphiously, she becomes the answer.
She enters like a hush across strings, each step a quiet crescendo of silk and strength. With light in her limbs and promise in her pace, she sketches forever on the edge of a chord
She ignites the silence with a storm of sinew, spelling fire with limbs poised mid-collapse. Her hair, a blaze flung from a star’s last breath— and in her fall, the cosmos forgets how to spin.