Sunday, March 11, 2012
Still pale faced, dull eyed, and wobbly on too-tall shoes, I accompanied my husband to the dance studio this afternoon, where he assembled the green curtain, put together the lights, linked his laptop to his camera, and began shooting a series of images he'll be using for an upcoming project. (Stay tuned for more; it's exciting.)
With my camera tethered to nothing and with the available light not so much (given that we'd blackened the key windows), I took a few shots as the action got under way. I was the old, flu-inflicted woman surrounded by so much youth and beauty.
But look at this youth and beauty.
Here, then, some moments from the day: Introducing (again) the magnificent Tirsa Rivas, Scott Lazarov, Jan Paulovich and Lana Roosiparg.