Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Back to
It was fun and hard - the getting back. one hour of technique and one hour of improvisation. That came after too long of no dancing at all. Almost all were there and the studio was almost full. Even a new face. Neta asked how am I, but... I had to answer again and again. Not sure if I didn't say it loud enough (it happen from time to time) because of other reasons. After class has started - few more came, include the fat woman. I saw firstly her husband near the door (I got my space close to the door this year). He asked how long would it take and only after he got an answer (she came only for one class) - the fat woman got in and changed slowly while we made the warming and I warned Ilan what's gonna happen... I was sure we're gonna do a pip show again. He didn't look at us this time, or did it when I wasn't in the other side of the studio for the practice. The short warming was fun and remind me how much did I miss those classes. After that - a lot of legs' work. I stopped feeling the air conditioner and started to lose my breath. The air conditioner has started work harder for all of us. Neta all the time found out that I do some little mistakes. Once she came to me. I could hardly hear what she said with all the hills' knocks on the floor. After few times I got it. Instead of fixing me - she asked if I got thinner. How did I make it in the holiday? I didn't know what to say. I never check my weight unless I have to, I ate too much bread and stuff like this lately, I drank too much coca cola, and the closest to sport that I made in the holiday was going out with my dog for walks.... I feel fat. And we made some rounds all over the studio. Most of time it was easy for me, but in the end - we made it with too many things for my ability to concentrate. That was confusing. Someone new came and watched. She knows one of the woman there, meant to come this class, but didn't know when and ... I think she's the most weirdo there now. And the time for the "broom stick". Yeah, it's about time I'll know how to call it. Worked on contra-tiempo - the sound that dancers do outside the beat and makes it for another kind of beat. It still hard for me and took me a while till I made it today. At least I can be positive cause after a while I could make it. I'm not sure it was perfect, but I got it in a way. End of class. Some went, some stayed. The snobbish woman came, the new weirdo joined... We started to work on buleria - a bit in from of the mirror and a lot in a circle. We had to sing too, but accept that - Neta was gentle with us this time. None of us really needed to dance alone in front of other. We made it twice that half class sings and make palmas while other dance and we change parts. Once each danced how we wanted with the steps we learned that fit to a traditional buleria, but each to their own in the circle. So, even when we danced alone - it was alone in a circle and to ourselfs. It was less scary. Neta made a try to tell the difference between a traditional buleria and a modern one. One asked to hear the difference. We sat near the music system and listen to bulerias, one a traditional and others modern. Between every buleria - jokes. It felt kinda crazy, but as long as I'm there for my own pleasure - I don't any problem to do it with a laugh. It's even easier for me this way - for fun or just learning (or both). And not much more time to dance, so we used the time. Now till Sunday...
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