So, once again Adrian Santana came to Israel. Too short visit. At Tel Aviv - one workshop of one class at the middle of the week. I couldn't come because of day job. At the same evening - a show. I could come and loved it. I got my ticket at the moment I found out about it. He already performed before with Compas Company, something like four years ago. Since - he had one or two more shows only with Mijal Natan alone and with musicians. Adrian, Mijal, and girls of the company: Ayelet Shachar, Moran Ron, the newest dancer - Gaia Liberman, and Lia Sheinfeld who got back for this show. On the music: El Fyty was the guitar player and Shuky Shveiky was sining.
A bit before the show has started - an old couple sat next to me. The man started talking with me: "You are at Facebook, a lot at Facebook, don't you? I see you, you have a dog. You are at Facebook with the dog. I see the dog"... OK, that was a weird moment. After he got relax a bit - I found out. Irit Spector who was long time ago at the company, still learn at the studio of Mijal when she comes back to Israel, a Facebook friend of mine - she was buying tickets for her parents. That were her parents, her father became a Facebook friend of mine (I don't remember how and when). It was first time we met at real life.
The show itself included few new dances of the company. One of the dances - bamberas that recently I learned at the studio of Mijal during classes. Ayelet started alone, Moran and Gaia joined her. I wanted to join as well. It was amaing to see it from the side, but I wanted to dance too. There was also a duet of Adrian with Mijal, a siguiryia with castañuelas that Mijal wear a bata de cola. This time I couldn't take some photos because of the hall this show took a part (too bad), but last time Adrian was performing with Mijal I took some photos of this duet. I wanted again, even to see if there is a difference of photo, although it's the same dance, the same dancers and the same photographer. Most of the show I was pleased to see, but one dance I wanted to join and every moment there were dancers on stage - I wanted my camera on me to take some photos of this beauty. Even that I knew some of the parts - it was a pleasure to see it again or from the audience. About the new parts - it was a pleasure to find out they can still surprise me. Near the end there was a caña of Adrian alone. He do it with a manton. It isn't first time that I see this certain dance, but it still can take my breath away. I think that first time I saw him dance this caña was first time I saw live a man dance on stage with manton. I guess it won't be the last, men started doing it and it starts to be "a thing".
After the show I was doing what I do the best - waiting like a 15 years old enthusiastic girl. It was at a different hall than the usual at Suzzane Dellal, so I couldn't get into the backstage. I found out that it's possible to see that I have a connection to the artists because a forign woman asked me who were the women who got into backstage (the manager of of show and the marketing woman of Compas Company). With me were waiting a woman who I know through the studio. She was giving up after a while. With her and Irit Spector's dad I was talking about photography. Oh, I'm doing photography? The woman was a bit shocked to find out, Irit's dad saw before at Facebook. They both were sorry for me that I couldn't take for me that I couldn't take some photos that evening. Well, I'm happy that they are sorry, but I'm sorry the most.... I know Gaia since she was a kid and both of us were at a different studio. She's cute, not only a good dancer. The problem: I also know her mother this way. I hate her mother... Her mother was there waiting as well. Between us - a cold "hello", a moment after she was talking with Irit's dad as well. I think they were a bit shocked to see that Adrian knows me, we kissed and talked. If I remember correct - it was Irit's mother who took this photo of mine with Adrian
I hope that soon there will be some more shows to tell about and it will take me faster to tell about it
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