Even as an experienced dancer, I still have to overcome my inner bastard every day and realise that training is worth it, even if my body doesn't work like it used to.HookAgeing dancers: between body frustration and movement flowScript7 o'clock in the morning. The alarm clock rings. My first thought: I'm definitely going to train today? but there's no performance in sight. There's no pressure from the premiere, it's just me, my yoga mat, the ballet barre and that little inner voice that can sometimes be a bit annoying. It asks: ‘Who are you actually doing this for?’ or ‘Do you still have to prove yourself?’
I roll out of bed and start my workout: gyrokinesis, yoga and contemporary ballet. Sometimes my body feels like butter in the sun - supple and soft. In the flow.
On other days, it is difficult to move. The fine articulation, the body tuning - sometimes it's just gone. But I keep going. Not for others. Not for the show. For myself. For my students. For eventualities. Because one thing is certain: the next flow moment is sure to come.caption
The body is our most important instrument. Sometimes it plays perfectly, sometimes out of tune. Giving up is not an option for us, my dears.
Between flow and frustration
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