Tschaikovsky never dies

Formentera, April 2021

Have n‘t they been played and danced more than a million times, the roles of Odette and Odile? So many little girls all over the world , no matter what age, social background or nationality , who were lucky enough to be introduced to Tschaikovski‘s absolute evergreen - The Swan Lake - adore the part of the dying swan. Why is this so? No clue.

Tamsin and I fell for it aswell when we were little girls. So do now her and Ivan’s three daughters and the two of Gyp and Dana. I spent two weeks with all of them, watching the five girls dancing and singing after every lunch or dinner. That beauty and innocence of devotion to the music is a real joy to be part of, sitting on the floor right in the first row after desert!

Don‘t we all miss concerts, parties, festivals and shows of any kind after a year of pandemic? Yes. So much. And we miss dancing, no matter anymore to what sort of music. Anything to let loose. I sometimes dance all by myself at home or in the woods. And sing and shout with my ear plugs in but it must look absolutely terrible if anyone would watch me! My dancing skills have lost their charme, as left side is slower than right one. Well, honestly, I give a shit but it still feels better to be alone in that situation.

The girls care even less what they look like, as long as they have fun. And they also enjoy a week of going horseback riding at the local horse farm. It reminds me of my horseback riding times aged 7 to 11. My Ballett teacher did not like that at all, as its the total contrary leg work and posture discipline - at least that is what he said. Anyway, I loved it but never followed the classes as an adult. Now though, I wanna get back to it. Never too late for anything! I want it. Yes, I will. And the horse riding teacher is good lookin‘ …

Thank you so much for inspiring me, little girls!