Why am I a human being? I ask myself—what an extremely vague condition! ...– Lydia Davis, “Kafka Cooks Dinner”
What is the texture and rhythm of a ballet dancer’s day? It’s an extraordinary thing to be a ballet dancer. You cannot divorce yourself from the music. You get up in the morning, you warm up, you stretch, you do a little floor mat. And now ballet class starts and for the next hour or hour and a half, music is your floor, and you are interpreting that music by the way you move. No sooner do...