Ballet der Toten Frauen

I have probably spelled the German incorrectly; that's "ballet of dead women," which is from Heiner Muller's Hamletmaschine, and which I used also as the title of a piece which was part of my solo show years ago, "Death or Serious Injury Can Occur."

I'm currently embarking on the adaptation of a ballet (indeed, a ballet of dead women), Giselle. I am doing a buttload of research; for instance, I'm watching La Sylphide, known as the first Romantic ballet (I guess Giselle is known as the second Romantic ballet - but it's also the most famous Romantic ballet).

But all's not fun and games and watching men and women dance on point.

Awkward Beginnings

The pressure to come up with a snappy title, not only for the blog but for this its first entry, is overwhelming, and yet, not enough to lead to anything like success.

I'm not sure who, besides myself and people I might randomly trick into it, will read this blog. You're reading it, apparently. Who are you, and why are you here? More importantly, will you ever make the same mistake again?