Sunday, January 11, 2009

Skimming, lighter than air









So lovely to view the young before they have been (mis) directed. My nephew Simon, who has the breathe of Terpsichore in him, just loves to move, and sing, and play with sounds, and rhythms, and body sensations as he floats through the universe. We love to watch.


We also wonder, after viewing ancient beauty at the Met, if maybe others have felt the breathe of Terpsichore. What cherubic beings float through space and play with the feeling of their bodies defined by Earth's gravity.

2 comments:

Rosemary Carstens said...

I love this delightful photo and think you've hit on such an important point--art, singing, dancing, all these expressions of pure joy should be encouraged in us all and not tamped down in some misplaced effort to make us BEHAVE!

attentiontolife said...

Ahhhh, youth!

All good wishes,

Anne