On Essays: The Art of the Ego

In soft blue light, the ballerina glides across the stage and takes to the air, her toes touching Earth imperceptibly...

Ballet, like flamenco or Cossack dancing, is best viewed from at least 40 feet away. Any closer and the beauty is marred by realism (something observed during my stage-hand years).

Posted by P. A. Breault at January 5, 2005 9:05 PM