Amateur, Meaning Lover | Swan Lake by UChicago Ballet
A note from a Tuesday night with the swans of Hyde Park Before I went, my musician friends tried to spare me: The technique might not be there. You know what Swan Lake demands. You love Tchaikovsky fine and don’t go and disappoint yourself. But I went anyway. Well I had to — I take ballet courses at the University — which is to say, badly and with great affection — half the swans on that stage were people I know. People I’ve stretched next to at the barre, people who borrowed me their bobby pins. They studied for midterms last week and then, somehow, also learned to be a corps. And I know was never going to be about technique. ...