Showing posts with label ballet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ballet. Show all posts

Saturday, September 3, 2022

Dance for them in heaven

When I was much younger (and slimmer), I danced with (what was then called) the Crockett Ballet Company, the feeder company to the Sacramento Ballet. I had daily lessons, of course, most of which were taught by the incomparable Barbara Crockett, founder of the Sacramento Ballet. This would have been in the late 1980s and early 1990s.

I spent years taking lessons from her as well as some of the Sacramento Ballet's premier dancers. (One of my favorite dancers and instructors was Diane McLarty, who later went on to found the Santa Cruz Ballet Theater.) I auditioned for and barely missed being accepted into the Sacramento Ballet company, then under the direction of Ron Cunningham. (I aced the audition, but my rejection letter – which I still have – specified their desire to accept young dancers, and cited my "advanced" age of 27 as the grounds for my rejection. Grrr, I'm still salty about that.)

Anyway, I very much liked Barbara. She was a strict and demanding instructor, but managed to pull the best out of her students. At the time she was my teacher, she was in her 70s, but you'd never know it.

Then Don and I moved to Oregon, and later to Idaho, and I fell away from the ballet world. I literally hadn't thought of Barbara Crockett in years.

Then last night, for whatever reason, I thought I'd look her up. She died two weeks ago. Two weeks! What are the odds I should think of her and look her up just after her passing?

It seems she passed away a month before her 102nd birthday from complications after a fall that broke her hip.

Godspeed, Barbara. Dance for them in heaven.

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Inspirational ballerina

I love ballet. I just love it.


So when I saw the YouTube clip below, it left me both elated and sobbing. Get the hanky, you'll need it.



God bless the family that raised this young woman and her sister.

Monday, November 14, 2016

The 'funniest ballet performance ever'

I've had a busy few days and haven't had a chance to put up a blog post. So, for your temporary viewing pleasure, consider this short little ballet called the "Mistake Waltz," which has been called the "funniest ballet performance ever."



Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Date night

On Monday Don and I did something we haven't done in three years: we went on a date. As he put it, we'll go on a date once every three years whether we need it or not.

The occasion for this date was the Moscow Ballet coming to Spokane to perform The Nutcracker. Don knows how much I adore ballet (I used to be a serious dancer, many years and many pounds ago), and although the art form doesn't ring his chimes, he loves me enough to accompany me to an occasional performance. This is why I'm crazy about the man.

We started our evening at a Japanese restaurant. We've been to this restaurant on a few other occasions (in fact, on our previous dates) and enjoy it very much. It's a small hole-in-the-wall place which, we learned, is the oldest authentic Japanese restaurant in the region. It's been open since 1946.


It's not fancy -- linoleum floors and Formica tables -- but the food is superb and the staff is charming.


They have lovely little tea rooms apart from the restaurant portion. At 5 pm on a Monday night, the place was deserted.



After dinner, we made our way to the Bing Crosby Theater several blocks away.


The Moscow Ballet is a touring company and is on the road constantly. This bus is their moving dormitory. The semi truck barely visible in front presumably transports their costumes and props.


The performance was held at the Bing Crosby Theater, a beautifully-refurbished movie theater from the old glory days. I'd never been in this theater before and it's lovely. Just about the first thing you see is a ramp leading up to the balcony level.


Beguiled by the beauty of the building (and because we arrived at the theater early), we wandered upstairs. From the second floor, the stairs became pierced metal spiral stairs that led to a lounge on the third level.


We wandered up to the fourth story and peered down the stairwell.


But the refurbishment stopped at this floor. We saw another stairwell in battered condition...


...with peeling paint on the ceiling. If this is what they had to start with, then the refurbishers are to be commended for their brilliant work.


The inside of the theater.




Since it was a movie theater, the stage was very tiny for a full-scale ballet, and the dancers were challenged to work within very confined spaces. Frankly I don't know how they did it, but they did.

First act with the party scene. Naturally I didn't use a flash, so forgive the blurriness.


We agreed the man who played Herr Drosselmeyer bore a striking resemblance to the actor Bill Murray.


The doll. Amazing dress.



Dance of the Snowflakes. This is normally a very grand dance, and the corps did an excellent job considering their limited space.



During the intermission, a long-suffering ballerina was available to take pictures (at $20 each). She was the soul of patience.


The second act opened with a pas de deux called the Dove of Peace. Each dancer wore one wing and it was lovely.



The pairs from the Land of the Sweets.


Spanish variation.


French variation. Because there were more "poses" during this dance, I was able to get some fairly clear shots.




Arabian variation. These dancers were amazing and athletic. In these shots, the male dancer is lying on the stage and supporting the female dancer as she, flat as a board, descended almost to the ground.


The sheer muscular strength required of both dancers was astounding. The audience burst into applause when they did this.



Russian variation. Unfortunately this couple was moving too fast to get any clear shots.



The Waltz of the Flowers. I've never seen this dance with men -- usually it's a corps of all women -- but I think the troupe didn't have room for the full contingent. Either way it was excellent.



The grande pas de deux. Normally this is danced by the Sugarplum Fairy, but in this variation it was danced by Clara (called Masha in the Russian version) and the Nutcracker.




Finale.


Bows.


Altogether it was a wonderful performance. Because they were performing on such a small stage as well as being a touring ballet, they didn't have the large number of performing children traditionally associated with The Nutcracker. But they made up for it with beautiful choreography, superb dancing, and breathtaking costumes. Wonderful time!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

The Nutcracker


We saw The Nutcracker last night!

Our pastor, a wonderful man, treated my oldest daughter and myself to the ballet (the younger daughter didn't care to attend - she's not a ballet nut like I am).

From my earliest days I've loved ballet. I danced from the age of 16 until we moved to Oregon in 1992, when there weren't any quasi-professional dance studios to attend. But while I lived in Sacramento I danced with the feeder company to the Sacramento Ballet and danced in The Nutcracker many times. That was many years (and many pounds!) ago.

I haven't seen a good performance since we left California in 1992, so this rendition of the Christmas classic by Ballet Memphis was outstanding. Beautifully staged, well-choreographed, the dancing was clean and tight, a true pleasure to watch.



Thank you, pastor, for such a wonderful evening!