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dance-world · 1 month
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David Muñoz Rodriguez - Hamburg Ballet
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Florian Pohl | Hamburg Ballet
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strechanadi · 1 year
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Alina Cojocaru
Ilusion like Swan lake
photo Silvano Ballone
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pd-lyons · 4 months
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Silvester Day, by PD Lyons
Silvester Day (West Germany 1982) The bicycle thief of Hamburg has no arms. She sits in the lobby, waiting. Smoking filtered cigarettes Held between her toes – After the ballet would be her time : From midnight to dawn, charms Bicycles from their chains, frees Them from railings and fence posts, From street poles and the bumpers of parked cars… Like children after a pied-piper, they would follow…
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polturn · 2 days
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Weird thing enjoyer found another weird thing to enjoy
Various Frankenstein doodlings. Abt half were from reference half from imagination.
Most of these are related to the Royal Ballet version which I watched a video of the other day. So good and such a wild combination. The elegant medium and the grotesque subject matter.
I also had to draw that amazing puppet version that was made for the Hamburg state opera. lil cutie he is
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9uatre · 2 years
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9uatre新アンバサダーは『平木菜子』さんに!!
アンバサダー。
いわゆる9uatreの顔。
そして9uatreにはたくさんの洗練されたデザイナーたちが立ち上げたブランドがバックにおりますので、
それらに負けない存在感を放つ「原石」となる人をここ数年探していました。
ただ美しいというだけではなく、内面の素直さ、ピュアさ、丁寧さ、聡明さも重要で、
菜子さんにはそれらが備わっていると短いやり取りの中からも感じられました。
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海外での活躍や生活を通じてバレエだけではなく、ファッションセンスなどの舞台を離れた場面での個性も素敵、というお声も届いており、まさに9uatreが求めていた感性。
ハンブルク時代の菜子さん☟
Maldireを既にご愛用されていました🍒
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さて、菜子さんのバレリーナとしての活躍や、バレエウエアの着こなしは9uatreのインスタグラムや菜子さんご自身のインスタグラムなどに随時アップしていきますので、
ここではあえて舞台以外の菜子さんの素顔をちょっぴりご紹介😉
まずはドイツで活躍されていた頃の菜子さんのファッションチェック☟
ジーンズを合わせたコーデが抜け感あって素敵&クール😌
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日本に帰って来られた時の菜子さん。。☟
雨の日でもオシャレ!
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そして個人的に一番好きなファッションはコレ!☟
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ハイファッションブランドをジーンズでドレスダウン。
脚の長さをさらに際立たせるトップスにボリュームを、の組み合わせが秀逸すぎ!
個人的にもジーンズが大・大・大好きで、菜子さんのファッションチェックをしていて気付いてしまった・・
きっと菜子さんもジーンズラバー、ってことを・・😏
そして、どのコーデにも共通することがあり、それは「媚」を感じさせないという点。
キャッキャしすぎず、でも辛口すぎずのこの絶妙なバランスが9uatre的にも好みど真ん中!
今後のバレエウエアの着こなしはもちろんですが、ファッションにもぜひご注目を!
最後に、実は9uatreの拠点地の一つでもある『広島』は菜子さんのゆかりの地でもあり、偶然なのか必然なのか、または運命なのか、、というご縁での繋がりもあったり・・。
今回この事を知った時は、鳥肌立ちました😲
宮島、厳島神社にて。。☟
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小さな小さな小箱のような9uatre。
でも関わる人たちはどこにも負けない大きな大きな存在と研ぎ澄まされた感性の塊。
その一つのピースとしてこの度平木菜子さんをお迎えすることになりました。
9uatreともどもどうぞよろしくお願いいたします。
☞菜子さんのプロフィールなどはコチラにて掲載いたしておりますので、ぜひご覧ください。
☞お写真一枚目撮影はYumiko Inoueさん。その他は平木菜子さんのこれまでのインスタグラムからの投稿を抜粋してシェアいたしております。
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MY CHEMICAL RAOULMANCE (...hussarlicious...!)
Vale Ridout and Corps de Ballet, Hamburg
Steve Barton, West End
Hwang Gun Ha, Seoul
Jemal Felix, West End revival
Fred Silveira and ensemble, Sao Paulo
Joe Griffiths-Brown, West End revival
Jay Armstrong Johnson, Broadway
Joe Friffiths-Brown, West End revival
Michael Ball and Rebecca Caine, West End
Jeremy Taylor, West End
Jeremy Hays, Broadway
Alexander Lewis, World Tour
Greg Mills, Kyle Barisich, Carrington Vilmonth, Paul Schaefer and Jeremy Stolle, Broadway
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itzynabi · 4 months
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together
summary: in which someone talks to eve
set: 3 nov 2018
word count: 3.1k
warnings: talks of depression & mental health, mention of food. pls tell me if i missed anything
an: the gif is mine. if im being honest, this was a very self indulgent scenario of things i wish i was told, but it was surprisingly hard to write bcs i had no idea how i wanted to be comforted. anyways, i hope you like it! words im bold are english. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💐
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A plate of food was placed in front of Eve. “How are you feeling?”
She looked up at her brother as he sat down opposite her at the table. “...I’m not sure.” She could tell he wasn’t satisfied with her answer, but he didn’t push it. Thankfully.
Following her breakdown five days ago, Kibum became very involved in her life. Every morning and night, he would ask her how she was feeling; she had to write in a journal — she didn’t have to show him anything she wrote, though; they went on walks together with his dogs. He wanted to help her.
“I’m going to meet up with Taeyeon today. You’re going to training, right?”
Eve shook her head. “The trainers are still sorting out whatever the problem is. But I’m gonna go to a dance class with Chaeryeong and Ryujin. Then we’ll get lunch and they have to do homework, so we’ll go our separate ways.”
“Okay.” Kibum nodded. “On your way back, can you pick the dogs up from the day care centre? I’ll send you the address.”
“Okie dokie,” she agreed. “Can we eat now?”
“Yes. Yes, we can.”
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Ryujin groaned as Eve massaged her shoulders. “Everything hurts.”
The three girls had finished their dance class at a studio. It was their first time going to that studio, so they didn’t know what to expect, and they quickly realised how under prepared they were. The two hour class started and ended with thirty minutes of cardio to ‘help with their stamina.’ Or so they were told.
Chaeryeong returned to their booth with a tray full of their food. “My legs felt like jelly when I was fetching the tray,” she told her friends.
“It’s only my back that’s sore,” Eve said. She stopped massaging Ryujin — causing the girl to groan louder — and turned to face their food.
Chaeryeong slid into the booth, groaning in relief when her legs stopped paining. “You’re lucky, unnie.”
“How isn’t everything sore for you?” Ryujin asked, taking her soda.
Eve answered as she sorted through all of their food, giving each girl their meal, “I did this type of stuff in strength and conditioning for ballet. It wasn’t really cardio focused, but everything would get worked out and exercised.”
Chaeryeong slumped against the booth. “I should’ve gone to your school. Then I would’ve been so strong.”
“Even the teacher said she has good muscle,” Ryujin commented, dipping one of her chips into tomato sauce.
Eve picked up a slice of her potato and bacon pizza. “I’m only strong because I actually work out,” she said before taking a bite.
“We also work out!” Chaeryeong argued, sitting up so she could start eating her cheeseburger.
“But unnie works out every week,” Ryujin pointed out as she took the gherkins out of her hamburger, putting them on the side of her plate, “we work out once a month. Sometimes once every two months.”
Chaeryeong nodded in agreement. “True. She could be a national athlete with how much she works out,” she joked with a giggle.
Ryujin nodded, also giggling. “She should do women’s footb–”
She stopped speaking as the intro to La Vie en Rose started playing from the restaurant speakers. Both her and Chaeryeong glanced at Eve, who was too busy enjoying her pizza to notice. She looked up from her plate when she noticed the silence at the table.
“What’s going on?” She asked, putting her pizza back on her plate. She looked around the restaurant in confusion before hearing Eunbi’s part of the verse playing. “Oh.” She simply said, returning to her pizza with an indifferent shrug.
She hadn’t told anyone about her mental breakdown, but she knew her friends knew that something was up with her. Eve tried to conceal the way her hand trembled slightly by using two hands to eat her pizza.
“You don’t have to, like, act weird around me,” she said when she noticed how Ryujin and Chaeryeong were trying — and failing — to pretend they weren’t watching her.
Chaeryeong chuckled awkwardly, fussing with her hair. “We’re not acting weird.”
Eve rolled her eyes dramatically with a groan as she put down her pizza. “I flopped my way out of debuting in IZ*ONE. It’s not the end of the world. I’m okay. You can talk about the group, or the song, or anything — I won’t freak out. It’s not a big deal.” Even to her own ears, it sounded like she was trying to convince herself of what she was saying.
“Well, yeah, it’s just… I mean, you really wanted to debut, Nabi unnie. And we were all voting for you and everything and… It’s just a bit awkward because you don’t seem sad but you also do?” Ryujin said, scrunching her face more and more as she spoke. “You haven’t said anything, but we can tell that something’s upsetting you.”
Eve sighed. “It’s just the normal disappointment that comes with not getting something you wanted. You guys know what it’s like, you both didn’t get to debut through the survival shows you were on. I’m dealing with it in my own way, but I’m fine. Besides, I don’t want you to feel like you can’t be proud of your sister,” she told Chaeryeong. “I didn’t debut, but she did. That’s great!”
Ryujin nodded slowly. “Acting like this must make it harder to get over it, right?”
“Yep,” Eve said, popping the last P. “It’s almost suffocating.” She stole a chip from her friends’ plates, trying to lighten the mood again. She knew she succeeded when Ryujin took one of the cubes of potato off of her pizza and Chaeryeong took a sip of her soda.
The three girls finished eating their food as they talked some more. Within another ten minutes, they had finished their food and had left the restaurant. They stood outside the building, watching as cars drove by.
“Well, it was nice hanging with you guys,” Eve said, knowing that Ryujin and Chaeryeong were going to do their homework. “Enjoy doing your essays.”
Ryujin and Chaeryeong shared a look before the former girl stepped closer to Eve. “Unnie, we’re not going to do homework. We’re… We’re going to the company.”
Eve blinked repeatedly, shaking her head. “What do you mean? There isn’t any training. There hasn’t been for a while.”
”It’s because we’re not training, we’re debuting,” Chaeryeong said. “That’s why there hasn’t been any training. Just like when TWICE sunbaenim and STRAY KIDS sunbaenim were preparing for their debuts.”
“Oh,” Eve said, not knowing how to react. She felt a bunch of conflicting emotions. “Um… I’m happy for you!” She weakly cheered. “You guys are… gonna do so well. Um, I have to go fetch Commes Des and Garçon now, but… Wow! Congratulations! Really. Bye.”
She turned around and walked away, not waiting to listen if her friends were going to say anything. She quickly went to fetch her brother’s dogs and returned home. She put some dog food and water in their bowls, still thinking about what Chaeryeong and Ryujin told her.
Eve truly didn’t know how to feel about it. She obviously was happy for them — who wouldn’t be? But she was also… jealous. She worked insanely hard to be good at her craft, but it wasn’t enough. Jinyoung wasn’t kidding when he said that her performance in Produce 48 would affect whether or not she would debut in the new girl group.
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Kibum entered the passcode to his apartment, walking in. “Thanks for coming, noona,” he said as Taeyeon walked in behind him.
“It’s okay,” Taeyeon waved him off, “don’t mention it. By the way, where are Commes Des and Garçon?” She asked, noticing how the dogs didn’t rush to greet them and how they weren’t in the living room.
Kibum frowned as he looked around the room. “I don��t know. Nabi said she’d fetch them. Maybe they’re on a walk?” He poked his head into his room, not noticing how Taeyeon went to open Eve’s bedroom door.
“I found them,” she whisper-shouted. She heard Kibum walk towards her until he was standing behind her, staring at the sight in front of the both of them: Eve curled up in bed with both of the dogs in her arms as she slept. Garçon wasn’t facing them, and therefore hadn’t seen them, but Commes Des was staring right at them. Both dogs were awake, watching over Eve as she slept.
“Was she crying?” Taeyeon asked, noticing dried tear streaks on Eve’s face. She started walking forward, but was stopped by Commes Des growling.
Kibum groaned, “Why are you growling? What’s the problem?”
Commes Des squirmed his way out of Eve’s hold, standing just in front of her as Garçon turned around to face the two idols. Eve stirred softly as Commes Des kept growling.
“Bro, chill,” she mumbled, raising her right arm to gently stroke his back. “Relax.”
“He was about to attack me,” Taeyeon joked, nodding her head slowly and squinting her eyes in the way she usually did.
Eve sat up slowly, still holding onto Garçon. She yawned as she fully woke up and rubbed her eyes. “What’re you doing here, ahjumma?”
“Kibum-ah asked me to talk to you,” she answered, pointing at the man.
Eve simply blinked. “Are you my therapist?”
Taeyeon chuckled, walking fully into the room and sitting down next to Eve. “I’m not your therapist, no. I’m just… here to talk. About whatever you want.”
“I’ll be next door,” Kibum said, turning around to walk away. Garçon and Commes Des followed him out of the room, probably so they could force him to play with them.
“Do you want me to close the door?” Taeyeon asked, pointing at it. Eve hesitated before nodding and Taeyeon got up to close it before returning to sit next to her. “So…”
“So…” Eve echoed. “What did ahjussi tell you?”
Taeyeon sharply inhaled. “That you broke down–”
“True.”
“–, that your depression is worse–”
“Yep.”
“–, and that he’s worried about you and doesn’t want anything to happen to you.”
“Yeah…”
“Oh! Also that you wrote a song.”
Eve nodded. “Oh, yeah. I did. Would you like to hear it? Or read the lyrics? I didn’t actually record it, so…”
Taeyeon nodded. “Yeah.”
“Okie dokie.” Eve stood up and walked to her desk. She ruffled among the many papers lying all over the desk, letting out a soft ‘Ah-ha!’ when she found the exam pad she wrote the song on. “I wrote it in English, but I wrote a Korean version of it,” she told Taeyeon as she walked back to the older girl and handed her the exam pad.
The room was quiet as Taeyeon read over the lyrics, only the sound of her flipping the page to fill the room. Eve used the time to observe Taeyeon. She knew that Taeyeon also had depression — she sang about it. It was through talking with her and Jonghyun that she realised she might have depression. She went to a psychologist to get diagnosed, but didn’t see the point of going to therapy because she felt it wasn’t serious enough for therapy.
When Taeyeon was done reading, she closed the exam pad and put it down next to her. “Well, that’s… Well, it’s sad. Do you want to talk about it?”
“There’s not much to talk about really,” Eve said with a shrug. “I mean, it’s all clear.”
“Okay. Then can you tell me why you were crying?” Taeyeon asked, gesturing at Eve’s face.
Eve visibly hesitated. “Um, my friends are debuting. That’s why there hasn’t been any training. The company stops training when a group is preparing for debut to stop the chances of the song or choreography being leaked. I found out today when we were eating lunch. It was just… PD- nim told me he wanted to debut a new group. He told me that my performance in Produce 48 would affect whether or not I debut in the group and… I didn’t make it into the group so… Yeah.”
Taeyeon’s eyebrows furrowed. “I’m sorry, Nabi.”
“You don’t have to apologise for anything. It’s not your fault. I should’ve done a better job on Produce 48, it’s my fault.”
“It’s not your fault,” Taeyeon told her.
“Yes, it is. I was the one competing, I was the one that performed, I was the one that didn’t do her best. I’m the one that’s at fault,” she said, feeling herself get emotional again. “I’m happy for my friends, but I feel like…”
“Like that should be you?” Taeyeon finished for her, Eve nodding.
“I’m not saying they don’t deserve it, I just want it for myself,” she explained. “I’ve been a trainee for so long, I’ll never debut at this point. I should just switch to becoming a full-time ballerina. I can audition for the national ballet and–”
“Woah, woah, woah.” Taeyeon waved her arms around. “Nabi, you’re going to debut. You just need to keep going.”
Eve scoffed. “Unnie, I’m not debuting. It’s been six years, okay. I’ve showcased everything that I possibly could — I have nothing left. The company’s probably going to cut their losses and just tell me to end my contract. I wouldn’t fault them or anything. I pretty much embarrassed them. So, I’ll just reinvent myself and do bal–”
“Why are you so adamant on giving up?”
“Because I’m tired!” She exclaimed. “I’m tired of everything. I just want to stop.”
Taeyeon wrapped her arm around Eve, squeezing the younger girl’s shoulder. “Agi-yah, I know it’s hard right now, but it’ll get better soon. Unnie promises. I’m here, Key’s here, everyone’s here. And we’re going to support you, okay? Just hold on a little longer.”
They were silent for some time as Eve calmed herself down. From outside her room, they could hear Kibum trying to bargain with the dogs to get them to let him rest. “I don’t know what’s wrong, it’s… Something is broken,” Eve said. “I’m broken.”
“You’re not broken,” Taeyeon comforted. “I know it feels that way — I know that’s what your brain is telling you —, but trust me, Nabi-yah. You’re not broken. All you need is to get help — professional help.”
“Oppa said the same thing. We’re in the process of looking for a therapist that won’t tell me it’s all in my head.”
‘I mean, technically, it is all in your head,'' Taeyeon joked, trying to get Eve to smile. “It’s a mental illness. In your mi–”
“I get it, oh my goodness.”
Taeyeon chuckled. “You know I’m here for you if you need anything? We’re in this together, okay? I don’t call you Kim Maknae for nothing, so come to me whenever. I know what you’re going through — I’ve been there. I won’t leave you to go through this alone. We’ll take it step by step by step by step. You’re doing so well and I can see your hard work.”
Eve nodded. “Thank you, ahjumma. It means a lot.”
She squeezed Eve’s shoulder. “It’s no problem. And you do realise that when you go to therapy, you’ll have to talk about your feelings, right?”
Eve groaned, throwing her head back as Taeyeon cackled. “I’m not looking forward to it.”
“Just pretend your therapist is me and you’ll be fine.”
“But,” Eve started, her voice slightly more uncertain, “I’ve, like… Like, I’ve…”
“Yeah,” Taeyeon encouraged.
Eve sighed frustratedly. “I don’t know, it’s… I’ve basically, like, found a way to mould my life around my depression. It isn’t constantly bad or anything like that, but it’s there. And I know how to go through life while being depressed, you know? And… I guess, I’m just… Who am I without depression?” She asked, not actually expecting Taeyeon to answer. “When I went to that psychologist, he told me that I most likely started feeling depressed when I was twelve and subconsciously found a way to, like, ignore it, or whatever, but he could see the effects it had on me. He said the reason it was getting more apparent than before was because I was feeling more and more stressed and he gave me ways to manage them. And I follow the tips, and I do the stretches and meditations, and I’ve, like, reworked my personality around this depression thing, and… I don’t know who I am,” she finished, panting lightly.
“I relate to that,” Taeyeon said after a minute of silence. “You spend so long being depressed that you can’t remember who you were before you were depressed. Or, you do remember who you were, but it’s so similar to who you are now that you start to wonder if you’re actually depressed. So then the question becomes, ‘Is it that I’ve been depressed for longer than I realised?’ Or it’s, ‘Am I even depressed enough to warrant seeking help?’ Or, it’s ‘Am I even depressed at all?’ And honestly, Nabi, I don’t know what it is. I so badly wish I could tell you the answer, but the truth is, I’m also figuring that out. Like I said, we’re doing this together. So, if you find out the answer to that question first, tell me,” she joked.
Eve nodded with a chuckle. “Okay, okay. I have no more questions to ask now,” she said.
“Yeah? I find that hard to believe, but I’ll take it.” She stood up, removing her arm from Eve’s shoulder. “Let’s go out there. We bought you a cake. And, hey. If you’re not added to that debut in JYP by the end of the year, I’ll use my connections to have you debut solo. Or I’ll add you to Red Velvet.”
Eve rolled her eyes as she stood up. “Why would you add me to a group that’s been active for four years? I appreciate the sentiment, but seriously?”
Taeyeon scoffed, opening the door. “It’s the thought that counts,” she whined as they walked into the living room.
Kibum looked up as he threw a toy for Garçon to chase after. “Are you done?”
Taeyeon nodded. “We talked and talked.”
He shifted his gaze to his sister. “Are you feeling better?”
“Yes, actually,” Eve said with a deep exhale. “Ahjumma said things that I needed to hear. Thanks for arranging this.”
“Of course, you don’t have to mention it,” he said, sighing as Garçon put the toy back in his hands. They all watched as Commes Des stalked over to Taeyeon, the idol picking the dog up.
“I heard there’s cake.”
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an: i dont go to jype so idk they actually stop training when a group is preparing for debut, but i thought it would be a cool thing to add/write about
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dance-world · 1 month
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David Muñoz Rodriguez - Hamburg Ballet - photo by Andrés Montaño
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Alina Cojocaru
Ilusion like Swan lake
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rainbowcrowley · 10 days
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For the GO ask game — 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 14, 15 please :)
thanks, ginger! that's a lot and i'm sure i've already answered a few of those - let's see!
1. when did you first watch/discover good omens, and how did you find out about it?
already answered here!
2. do you have any merch?
besides the book itself: a bentley enamel pin a friend gave me as a birthday present and some prints of fanart on my cupboard.. not really, sadly. i should get one of those bildad the shuhite t shirts i've seen people wear in tiktok videos lol
3. have you created any fanart or fanfiction, or really any content for the fandom?
already answered here!
4. what is (if you read) your favorite good omens longfic?
ho BOY here we go. there's a few, and i can't list them all bc that would take forever, but i also can't just list one story bc that is nigh impossible, so i'll give you my top 5: Slow Show, The Anon Before Christmas (by the incredible @foolishlovers!), The Grindr Logo Doesn't Even Have a 'G' In It, Or Be Nice & (just finished and i am Not Okay) Good Expectations.
i consider everything multi-chaptered and over 50k words as a long fic. some of these aren't that long and one is over 200k, so.. yeah. also, heads up, always read the tags first and also most of these are rated Explicit. :)
5. what is (if you read) your favourite good omens one-shot?
again, i've read some many fantastic one-shots that i lost count. but the first thing coming to mind (yes i know i'm biased shh) is the first story of my best friend's ( @beccibarnes) series Not A One-Night Stand: 14 times they canonically fucked ("naons" for short). i remember her pitching the idea for this series to me and it was/is so much fun brainstorming all the ideas with her. i'm honoured that she let me beta-read them all and i can't wait for the future fics to come :') (no pressure tho, becci, i know how busy life was recently <3)
6. who is your favourite side character?
already answered here!
9. have you seen any other work by david tennant and/or michael sheen?
already answered here!
10. have you ever imagined or created a crossover with another fandom for good omens? which one, and what was it about?
i haven't thought of any crossovers - tbh they're not really my cup of tea - BUT imagined two au's, one more or less as a joke, and one "serious" one. the first, joke-y one is a human au that takes place in the city i live in (hamburg, germany) (don't ask) (idk how i came up with that). this one is mostly in my head, but even tho it's kinda silly, i really like it.
the second, more serious one is, again, a human au: a ballet dancer au. just bc i watched some documentary about ballet and the one male dancer they interviewed looked somewhat like david tennant... you get the gist. i have some idea written down in a dusty google doc, but that's it.
14. what is your favorite good omens-coded song?
already answered here and here!
15. do you have any good omens playlists?
not my own ones - but i saved some made by others on spotify heh
ask game for people in the good omens fandom!
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Hi just curious, I saw some anon somewhere say that a lot of fandom faves have a very American style in ballet. Do you have any insight to what exactly makes their style "american"?
man this is really difficult to put into words but i'll try my best 😭
i'm gonna be honest, i'm not extremely familiar with american-style ballet so a lot of this will be guesswork. please don't take this as a frame of reference for anything
sometimes when people say american style ballet, they're referring to the balanchine syllabus. every style of ballet stems from some kind of syllabus - russians have vaganova (longer adagios, a lot of attention to detail particularly with arms and hands), italians have cecchetti (fast footwork and emphasis on cleanliness), the british have RAD (rolling through demi, reserved/refined sort of presence), etc.
and americans have balanchine. and it's a very unique-looking technique that sticks out and looks "younger" than the rest. it has a few defining characteristics - you might have heard of "claw hands" or "hamburger hands". there's an emphasis on fast footwork, and because of that they don't always put their heels down. I am not experienced at all with balanchine technique so this is entirely just based on observations, but this is why a lot of people regard it as the least classical-looking of ballet techniques.
however, i think a lot of people say "american style ballet" and aren't necessarily talking about balanchine, especially with regards to ballet competitions. many of the dancers who would be referred to as "looking american" don't necessarily train in balanchine technique. I think what they're referring to is that these dancers don't look classical - ie their style does not correspond with vaganova, french, italian, RAD, bournonville, or any of that. i believe it's common in the US to not teach one syllabus but a mixture of syllabi, or maybe they focus on one syllabus but don't teach all the aspects of it, or they tend to mix in contemporary, jazz, etc. and that leads to the dancers looking "not classical", which I think is what they mean when they say a dancer "looks american" in the context of competition dance.
I think a few traits that lead to this perception are:
1. undefined hands. in classical techniques there is a lot of emphasis on finger placement. children are standing at the barre with pencils in their hands to get their finger positions exactly correct. when a dancer's hands aren't correct, they don't look very classical at all.
2. facial expressions. i think americans put a lot of emphasis on this aspect of performance for some reason. I cannot explain this, it's just an observation and might not be accurate
3. an emphasis on tricks. sometimes you'll see a dancer stuffing a variation with extra turns, changing a variation's original choreo etc, or just "cheating" by sacrificing correct placement for higher extensions. this is another big thing that makes a dancer look less classical. not restricted to americans, but pretty common among them.
4. changing a variation is also just another dead giveaway. i don't think i've seen this as much as with americans, and i'm not sure why.
5. again, this is subjective, but i think another "american style" thing is sharper, sometimes choppier movements. not every movement is finished. i think this might be influence from other styles of dance.
tldr: there is technically an "american style ballet", but that's not what people tend to mean when they say a dancer looks american - it's more likely that they mean a dancer doesn't look classical, and they might look less classical for some different reasons, including a few that i listed. :)
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lasudio · 1 year
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