Just the musings of a small-town professional ballerina, business owner, wife, and beagle mama as she attempts to make it through this thing called life.

Mar 28, 2016

becoming aurora

Rehearsals have been running for Aurora since January 22, which officially puts us at just over two months of work. I feel like I keep marveling at how quickly time flies in my writings and I think it's just because when I'm blogging, I step back and reflect on what's actually happening. So only now can I really appreciate how short two months is.

I've hopped between partners a bit and spent hours that I won't bother adding up in front of a mirror or online, researching, learning, adopting, and applying different mannerisms and choices of style for this role. I feel as though I'm coming into my own with the character, learning where to linger and where to use this expression or that. It's becoming really fun, this alternate universe that I get to live in for a couple hours.

And now that I'm catching hold of my identity as a medieval princess, I've started thinking about the physical attributes Aurora has, which includes makeup and headpieces (which is one of the best parts, am I right?). I'm taking some ideas from Kathryn Morgan's YouTube page (if you haven't already checked her out, you should!).

Soft tones and pinkish hues inspire the "Aurora look." I went to WalMart the other night and spent too much on show supplies... Ah, c'est la vie. This college student is sticking with the drug-store brands, sorry Kathryn!

As for headpieces, I've been given my pick between three different dazzling crowns. Undecided at the moment as to which is the one for me, but as one of my fellow Auroras pointed out,

"You could wear a different one every night!" 

Perhaps that's the way to go! We open this Friday... A mere four days... Somebody pinch me.

Mar 24, 2016

in the studio

all photos are courtesy of Maine State Ballet

A little peek at what's been going on inside the studio these last few weeks.



Things are busy, things are great. T-minus eight days until opening night... (Ah!)

Mar 18, 2016

the in-between

Obviously this is a place for me to primarily talk about dance, but lately there has been a lot happening in my life's other facets. I'm entering a time of transition, a time of discovery. As you may know, I'll be graduation soon (May 14th, to be exact), and that brings with it the inevitable arrival of what I keep hearing is called "the real world" (check out an old friend of mine who offered her interesting take on what exactly the "real world" might be).

It's time to get a "real job" and start making "real money" so I can join all the other adults on the planet in the "real world." Now, I'm not going to start contemplating the meaning of all this realness or criticize society for making it this way. I want all those things. I want to make a decent living, I want to have a full-time job that challenges me and fulfills my desire to contribute to something larger than myself, and I want to feel successful. I'm beginning to realize that getting there will be the hard part.

Especially, when trying to balance a dance career.

I'm part of a small company and none of us expect to get paid for dancing. We're just happy to have the opportunities to perform that we do and a place that facilitates and nourishes our passion for movement. But let's do the math here, people. If I plunged into the 9am-5pm of "regular" work hours, there's no way I could make the Monday/Friday 4:30pm technique class, and I would be late for the Tuesday/Thursday 5:15pm class. I couldn't sustain it all and expect to keep my abilities where they are or be able to work at a competitive level with my fellow dancers. It just couldn't happen.

So, yeah, I'm kind of at that crossroads. The in-between phase where the next direction to take is just an obscure mark on a tree to me in the forest that is my life. The hike grows tiresome. 

I was taking a survey about insurance coverage last night and one of the questions was (I'm paraphrasing): On a scale of 1-10, 10 being the best possible quality of life for you and 1 being the worst, how do you feel about your life?

I was on the phone with my fiance at the time and at first, I wasn't sure what to answer. I have a roof over my head, good food to eat, nice clothes, a wonderful family that helps me and supports me -- and that was just it. Because I'm not making my own money and covering all my expenses and living on my own, I've started to think that reality is a form of failure for me. I don't have any idea where my life is headed and not knowing where I'll be or what I'll be doing in six months is terrifying. To this, my level-headed and far-more-rational other half responded, 

"Just because you have a few unknowns and are unsure of where things are going, that doesn't make you a failure or your life any worse. You've just got to hang on for the ride."

Mar 12, 2016

march update

It's Saturday night and I'm exhausted. I'm tired of being tired. I had a full week of spring break in which my to-do list had grown to be about a foot long (and this is on an iPhone screen, mind you) and I, in all sincerity accomplished about a third of it... I wanted to have an additional 10-15 pages of my novel and I have one, I wanted to catch up on reading for a class (and didn't), I wanted to sew three pairs of pointe shoes and completed two, I wanted to do a few blog posts and have just now done one, I wanted to nail down a DJ for the wedding... How do the days go by so quickly? Yes, some of that was due in part to procrastination, but almost every day of the week I would find the hours gone and then it was time to go to work or dance. It's truly scary. I wouldn't be surprised if you told me Saturday of two weeks ago was yesterday. 

Alright, that's my venting session on the week that disappeared. This post needs a face lift. 

Good things this week:

Sleeping Beauty rehearsals are going really well.

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I have 40 pages to a novel even if I didn't add many this week... And that's something, right???

My handsome fiance had a birthday this week and I think I managed to make it pretty special with a post-it note treasure hunt.

And, I mean, this was pretty awesome too... My wonderful parents bought me a new laptop as an early graduation present. Anyone who has had to wait for my old one to start up will sigh with relief with me. It was definitely time, but Mom and Dad went above and beyond with this beautiful 2-in-1 with some mega storage, and ultra speed. Feeling very fortunate to have parents that will so willingly support me as I move out of one phase of my life and into another. Time for job searches and the so called, "real world."