For so long I've promised to get this Blog up and going, only to be sabotaged by all the wonders of new ideas, luscious fabrics and opulent finishing touches that drag me back to the workshop and away from the computer. This of course, is a good thing, as at the end of the day, I'm doing what I love the most.... creating unique, one-off costuming pieces for myself and all the other wonderful, inspiring, enriching dance-goddesses out there.
Gilding the Poppy, as it were ;-)
The old saying refers to Gilding the Lily... but I've always thought the Poppy was a much more significant flower.
It stands for Rememberance. For loved ones we've lost, for places we've left and most importantly- for those parts of ourselves that we've lost, or let go of, or have been afraid to manifest.
As dancers, we do so much more than follow a set piece of choreography. We're first and foremost Storytellers. We tell the story of the dance, we tell the story of the music and inside that, we share our own story with those who dance with us, as well as with those who watch.
For those of us who dance with choreography, our challenge is not to lose ourselves in the technique to the point that we become wind-up dolls; perfect, but soul-less. For those of us who dance forms like ATS Improv- our challenge is to be aware of the cues and leads- but dance fluidly and freely through them.
So much beauty to show through movement- no speech required!
Our costumes; these beautiful pieces of wearable art, Gild the Poppy that we manifest in our dance of Rememberance. They glimmer and flow as we move fluidly to show that we remember we are beautiful, we remember that we are worthy of acceptance, from ourselves and others, we remember that we're each and every one of us divine in our dance through life.
I guess we're all Poppies, and it's our choices that make us shine.
Welcome to Gilded Poppy!