I’ve been thinking I really should blog. I’ve been feeling incredibly inspired the past few weeks and so I’ve been thinking that I should really come up with something clever and blog about it. I like to write with a clear desk and a clean studio. So before I sit down to blog I tackle the piles on my desk: the mail, the receipts, the left messages, the fade-in/fade-out times for the recital album, the booster to add to the program journal, the fundraiser results, Gamzatti's variation that needs to be downloaded for Stephanie, the fall 2013 scholarship donation, emails, check deposits via cell phone app (thank you technology), the elastic-ripped pointe shoe that need sewing, placement assessments for our two new level 1’s, teen yoga flyers...… wait, what was I just doing? Oh yeah, scrubbing bubbling the bathroom. …Excuse me for a moment, I was just about to clean the bathroom.  I grab my coffee and to dump in the sink, grab the scrubbing bubbles, notice a flyaway loose from my bun, switch coffee to elbow pit, grab hairspray from dance bag, spray scrubbing bubbles into hair. 

Feeling glamorous.  

But then...

the artwork makes it OK. It'd be better if the artists' hair were neatly sprayed back into a ballet bun. But nonetheless, OK.  Thank you for adding to our gallery.