It can be pretty tiresome standing in line
'fishing' feet whilst lowering or raising legs
twitching middle fingers to bring the line of swans just that little bit closer to perfect -
silmitaneaously blinking the sweat out of our eyes as we breath heavily in corseted costumes;
[hoping the cramps in legs don't trip us over]
Sometimes we ' the ballerinas' just feel like objects
cogs in a machine
Objectified beyond what feels comfortable: daily
And sometimes it's fine...
And then we go home to rest and relax and inevitably at some point will be drawn into the social media vortex -
where legs and hyper mobility are valued above any other discernible talent
Understandably its partly because its easier to quantify and praise the 'freakish factor' of these bodily feats
But it can just feel lazy
Because if we are going to be objectified
[and I am resigned to now accept this will sometimes be the case**]
Could it not be a little bit more interesting?
how ballerina could objectify herself and her friends ...
**please see growing instructions for the counter project!
***you can follow along on social media ... here