Thursday, April 12, 2012
The course of Maria Juncal - third class
I got early, but waited. When I thought it isn't too bad to get in - I tried. The door to the building was closed. One of the girls from the course opened me. She asked me if I wanna go down. I said that I think so, she sat in the start of stairs and I got down. There as well sat someone. The door to the studio was open. When it was possible I snicked inside to change. Silvia looked at me like she wanna say say something. Instead of closing the curtain I was waiting to know what's about to happen. She got up from her chair, came to me and held my shoulders. She said that the fellows from the advanced asked for the "change room" will be empty from people when their class will over. It won't be right if they'll finish and will find me there although her promise. I got out and looked from outside. They took cameras and mobile phones for having videos. The girl who sat there got in. Wait till Silvia will get you... It didn't take too long and Silvia through her out. The girl said that she didn't understand and thought I got out just like that with no reason. Silvia asked her if she understand now. No answer, so she asked me. Yeah, I understand. I'm sure it was YOU who wanted us out.... The door got closed and locked. From up I heard the therapist catch one more victim to tell that she's an actress. My friend got down and her other friend left in the stairs. My friend asked what happen. I told her that Silvia don't allow to get in and she almost killed us. My friend asked if it was Silvia or Maria. I asked her who's the crazy one. She didn't answer, but it was clear. I changed there - near the door to the of studio from outside. I don't mind do it near girls and one of them saw me change many times before. The thing that wasn't nice was why do I have to do it outside (it's about to start, I need to do it SOMEWHERE!), and the fact that even this hall was tiny. In the short time that lest has started a little argue who's the best teacher to start with. I'm still at the side of mother-ship (or in other words - Neta). The girl who sat there and tried to get in after me looks to me stupid because few things she said and because her reactions to things that others say. The door was finally open. Silvia looked a bit surprise to see me in the skirt. Still everyone on the the little change room - both classes. After all - even if we changed outside like dogs we had to put our daily clothes and bags in this room. The class has started with calling names and "sign" us again. The girl I saw in the class of Miguel Angel got there when her name has been reading. After that - Silvia said that Maria will let to have some videos in the end. NOT all class, but last 10 minutes when Maria will say it's time. We started warming. The door got open and closed many times. Someone watched us. He even got to catch the guitar player that was there for a talk. It was possible to hear that he talks about the time that he was in Spain. It disturbed Maria as well and not only my licking nerves. She looked there as well, sometime through the mirror. She couldn't explain as needed cause she was busy in looking to the door. The weirdo has been thrown after a while. The warming was shorter than the other days but in the same idea of legs' work. Water brake and taking fans. Looks like Miguel is there in his spirit. Yesterday were some talking about him as well, me and another girl there went to his class last December, and now another talk. My friend said something and her other friend said that she doesn't like him. After she thought a bit she said that she doesn't like his style. I think she probably never saw him on stage. I did see him. There were so many other people on stage with him, but when he was on stage - no one else was important. He has such a stage personality and talent. Back to the class of Maria. We worked on some more new steps. I love more and more the ideas that comes out from Maria. The guajira started to be more and more beautiful because of those ideas. And working about the connection between the new and old steps. And getting out from stage. Maria said that the guajira don't suppose to already end, but we have to finish it. And time for cameras. Fast with it! Maria has an airplane to catch. We've been asked to dance once again in two groups - one will dance while others will take videos and will change later. I was in the first group with my friend, her friend and few more. When the second group danced there were two little times with disturbs. One of them was a bit before that the dance has started but I started with the video: the other friend felt like she need to make an order with the fans of three of us. By the way her hand the fans of her and my friend got into the video very close to the camera. Nothing else to see. In one moment while the others danced I looked to see what have she done with my fan. I couldn't see it and it pissed me. When it's over and a moment before I asked her - I found my fan on my knees. I could do it myself if I wanted... Few girls asked to take some photos with Maria. She accepted, smiled the cameras but was "on splinters". Few girls said "leave her alone, she's hurry". I tried to change fast and go out fast cause I didn't want to get into the others in this tiny place with all this sweat, I don't like the studio itself and Silvia who own this studio scare me. In the way up - the girl I saw in the class of Miguel gave me a flyer to another course. I'm not sure I'll take the course. I'm a bit short in money recently, a thing which didn't disturb me to pull the little bit I have on few more shows, classes and a new flamenco skirt. And Still - although I already know flamenco and flamenco artists more than some others - I still have a lot to learn, include to know artists. This one is someone who I never heard about before.
Labels:
Flamenco,
Guajira,
Maria Juncal,
Miguel Angel
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