Delicate lines, divine jumping, elegant stationary racks are designed to give birth in the dance is a universal creature who has no face, no body, but which has the power, time and inheritance, which gives life and death; which, in fact, is nothing like life and death, for desire, if it broke out, knows no sleep, no rest. (Paul Valery ”Soul and Dance”)
…. And danced until then, until you start to choke, while the body does not capture as much oxygen to which he was not accustomed. You vypadesh of space and time, you will cease to be real. Power is transferred to another dimension … eyes closed by themselves and feeling light downward …
And you know what the word ecstasy?
Ecstasy – the ability to get out of ourselves, but the dance – is the opportunity to climb into space. Open a new dimension, while not breaking the contact with his own body. Thanks to the dance world and the spiritual world is real can coexist. For unknown reasons, we dance joy is contagious, just like the enthusiasm and love. I think a ballerina standing on puatnah because simultaneously touching the ground and reach the heavens. (Paulo Coelho ”The Witch of Portobello”)
Dancing man allows himself the luxury of being yourself.
by Andrew Atroshenko paintings