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Feline Floor Ballet

July 25, 2010 by still a dreamer

Some say it’s a lost art … floor ballet. Not true. But its practitioners – unfortunately for its admirers – tend to work in isolation rather than coming together in troupes, such as in formal ballet as we know it.

I am proud to say that I have one of those practitioners right here in my very own home, pictured performing the famed masterpiece, “Danse du Soleil.” Claude wasn’t always this talented. He spent much of his young dance career in awkward leaps, caricaturistic posturing, and mad dashes. It has only been in the last few years that he has been practicing and devoting himself to floor ballet. At first it seemed like he was mastering the art of relaxation.

I was wrong. Dance is his life. It seems, as he has matured, that floor ballet has become his everything. While it’s true that he has brought the art to sofa and bed, it is the floor ballet which is his heart and soul. The sun is his greatest inspiration, but he happily jetés on the floor under so many circumstances, he has simply become an inspiration.

Although the attached photographs are lacking in detail due to the brilliant sunlight, you can see the progression of movement, the grace, the utter joy. I am so proud to have a dancer in the family.

And here I thought I had nothing to write about today.

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  1. on July 30, 2010 at 6:17 pm Arthur Bath

    Hello Jeanne!

    This is Art from the picnic. I heard we’d get to work together at the wine tasting, and I wanted to say hi.

    My grandmother used to have a cat, Rusty. He was a dancer too. He’d stir up all his dander from the living room rug and make my my eyes water. He must have thought he’d moved me with his performance.

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    • on July 30, 2010 at 7:20 pm stilladreamer

      Hi Art from the picnic! How are you? I will be at the wine-tasting – photographer and server. I’ll look forward to seeing you there. Going to go check out your web site, too.
      I think Rusty did move you with his performance – just not the way he expected.
      Jeanne

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