dance
I like to watch people dance because I like how the human body moves. While I watch people dance, often I forget that I am watching live people; I see them as three-dimensional figures, not as as fellow human beings. Yesterday evening I watched people dance in Carmen, a ballet performed at the Muziektheater.
The theater itself is grand with plush seats and two balconies. I sat in top balcony and would not have traded my seats for any others in the theater. From my seat I could see all of the dancers at once and could easily see how they used the space on stage.
My favorite part about the dance were the colors of the dancers costumes. Carmen wore a red dress, so I always knew it was she when she came on stage. The rest of the female dancers also wore colorful dresses that flowed quite gracefully as they moved. All of the male dancers wore earth-toned pants and shirts. I couldn’t tell one man from another, and their costumes starkly contrasted those of the women. Once during the ballet the men and the women were dancing together. All of a sudden all the women ran off stage taking all the color and light away with them. When the women danced with the men I didn’t notice how dull the men’s costumes were, but once the women left the stage immediately I noticed that the men’s costumes lacked vibrant colors.
When I left the theater after the ballet I spent a couple of minutes looking at the reflections in the canal. One of the reflections was red. I stared at it, and the harder I looked the more I saw Carmen’s figure dancing on the water.
October 30th, 2006 at 5:16 am
I can’t wait to show you a cool body movement thing I learned over the weekend. We’ll stay people during the experience. But your experience sounds like a treat for the mind.