The Twisted Dance

Isn't it strange how a twisted dance step that was scribbled on a dirty napkin has not become a choreographed dance step all the way down to the contorted expression found painted on ones face.

a dance step.....

• ballet as a furry of arms and legs running wildly across the stage?
• opera as a dramatic mad scene riled with insanity?
• stage as a death scene portrayed in a Shakespearean? 
• musical as a full body movement?
• broadway as a team of singers, dancers and actors?
• television as a multi-dimensional experience?
• radio as a command of voice for your feet?
• theatre as a physical, mental, emotional and spiritual practice?
• ceremony as a performance found behind a mask?

or perhaps just a dream that happened to be scribbled on a dirty napkin?

Vienna by Meagan

So the Nursery was lucky enough to have both Meagan and Heather over this past weekend. While Heather made a beautiful faerie that reminded her of wintery days, while Meagan's faerie kept to a similar brrrrrr theme she also mentioned what her faerie likes to do on warm summer days.

I would like you all to meet Vienna and this is how her story goes...

"Vienna is a delightfully aristocratic faerie with a taste for the finer things in life. She enjoys reading the classics in a giant elm in the park on a summer day or taking a seat in a packed opera house on a snowy winter's evening. Having spend much of her life in Russia and Austria, she enjoys the cold of the North very much, just as long as it includes a toasty fire and a cup of spicy mulled wine."

Thank you so much for visiting Meagan, I hope you had a wonderful time and that you will be back again soon.