it’s that time of the year [finals week] and so here is a post of useful things via myself and my mom who is a teacher !!
Svetlana. Semionova. Murphy. Aniashvilli. To the typical bunhead, these names hold dear to hours of awestruck gaping at the magnificent lines and incomprehensible feats these household names have to offer.
"Ballet is one of the older art forms that has maintained its history. It’s one of the few arts that has stayed true to its traditions. I think it’s great to have something that seems so pure to me in its crazy world." - Misty Copeland
I could not agree with this more. It seems that in a world that is so fixated on complexity and efficiency, the rising quality of ballet is starting to see its relevance, and that in itself is rather surprising.
The most famous ballets performed in repertoires worldwide are considered classics, and belong to the romantic era in the late 19th Century. A cacophony of pas de deux and variations, they truly reflected the age of where fantasy meets romanticism. Recently, I’ve taken to the liking of watching numerous variations. At first, I’ve just been drawn to the technique, the artistry and the notion of stepping back and looking at the ballet from transient point of view. However, this being that I haven’t really researched on the ballets and their stories.
Upon reading up the synopsis of the many classics, such as Don Quixote, Sleeping Beauty, La Esmeralda, etc. I was opened to a whole new world of theatre art that was so embroiled in armed conflict and the throes of romance. Indeed, I was so myopic before, having the plain view that ballet dancers albeit hardworking, they may not have a full understanding of the depth of plot progression that was so highly demanding of them.
Take example the story of Giselle. The death of the female protagonist resulted from a psychological decay after being betrayed by her lover. The sheer understanding of the intensity of that suffering is captured by a holistic combination of dim blue washes, the corps de ballet, the detailed costume, the choreography and of course, the dancers’ own interpretation on their roles. I’ve yet to grasp the essentiality and mechanisms of the story of Giselle, but that feeling of ambiguity is something that I don’t wish to uncover, for that vague knowledge fuels my continuous desire for the appreciation of this immaculate art form.