Dance in the most perishable of the arts. Ballets are forgotten, ballerinas retire, choreographers die–and what remains of that glorious production which so excited us a decade ago, a year ago, or even last night?
Dance in the most perishable of the arts. Ballets are forgotten, ballerinas retire, choreographers die–and what remains of that glorious production which so excited us a decade ago, a year ago, or even last night?