There’s a new routine for ballerinas at the ABT. The dancers bring their dogs to the studio for a little fun and stress relief.
Tattoos and dancers seem at once counter-intuitive (“Swan Lake” and a tramp stamp? Quelle horreur!) and logical (Dancers turn their bodies into art, so…).
For dancers, pointe shoes are a tool, a source of frustration and pain, a symbol of the impossible quest for perfection. And they have an iconology all their own.
From the plush seats in the theater, ballet seems to embody a world that is elegant, genteel and oh-so-classy. But the truth has always been MUCH darker.