I have a little (little) obsession with dance. Ballet in particular. "There is no such thing as a little obsession", I'm sure you would say. Well, I like to believe in moderation, so I keep my obsessions on a tight leash. Otherwise, I might still be trying at age 34 to get into a ballet school, I might still be attempting to clean the bath while practicing my extended arabesque, I might actually and seriously still be considering buying a pair of well worn ballet shoes for the purpose of displaying them on the wall of my bedroom. "Nice conversation piece!" I'm sure you would say. But, since my obsession is only little, I will instead post some breathtaking photos of ballet shoes here. Gentle, poetic, tough, wounded... strong, gracious, well worn...
Please send me your last pair of shoes, worn out with dancing as you mentioned in your letter, so that I might have something to press against my heart. ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Dance is the only art of which we ourselves are the stuff of which it is made. ~Ted Shawn, Time, 25 July 1955
Dance first. Think later. It's the natural order. ~Samuel Beckett
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. ~Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
Dance till the stars come down from the rafters Dance, Dance, Dance till you drop. ~W.H. Auden