After a night's sleep it seems less real to me, and as I look out at the trees, I play it like a film in my mind, searching for certainty.
I can see the dressing room, the finely embroidered tutu, feel the soft satin of the bodice and the stiff tulle of the skirt. My fingers stumble as I tie the ribbons of my shoes, a task that should be familiar and easy, but I am nervous. Then I am on the stage, and first it is dark and then flooded with light, and involuntarily I stretch my legs, for soon I will be in motion. Music drowns out the silence, and I fly across the stage, and it is effortless and beautiful and real, so real I could never entertain the slightest doubt.
That is the memory.
Media: Acrylic and mixed media
Surface: Box canvas
Size: 20cm x 38cm x 1.5cm [depth]; 7.87" x 14.96" x 0.59" [depth]
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