Manifesto

  • No suffering for your art
  • No despotic teachers
  • No evil, manipulative stage mothers
  • No tutus oozing blood
  • No battered feet
  • No Coke-and-cigarettes diets
  • No one sitting on your shoulders to force your split
  • No descent into madness as you struggle to wring out one more fouetté turn
  • Just a safe and well-lit place to unravel the mysteries of ballet and play with the building blocks of technique
  • A place where beautiful dancers come in all hues, shapes and sizes
  • A place where it is okay to fail repeatedly in the process of mastery
  • A place where even the absolute beginner can know what it feels like to sweep magnificently across a stage
  • A slightly dangerous place where around the next corner may lie unfamiliar and entertaining challenges, both physical and mental
  • A place that you walk out of feeling a little taller, a little lighter on your feet, very centered, and a little closer to possessing that mysterious power that turns maidens into swans and nutcrackers into princes