Working, knitting, cooking, living, sewing, DANCING! Asymp; 1 Comment. Next I made a large heart shape from some A3 sketching paper. Using a ruler, some inspiration from my quilt blocks book and some counting, I divided the heart into 30 pieces. Then picked out 5 pieces of paper and cut out 2 of each from my first fabric. I then repeated this for each fabric , making sure that no two adjacent pieces were the same. First post from my iPad rather than laptop! Asymp; 1 Comment.

Sunday, May 10, 2015. The other day I was having a look at older posts in this blog and it is really amazing to see that some things that seemed impossible some years ago, now are not only really simple, but also. I almost do them unconsciously, like a totally normal thing. I still remember the first time my ballet teacher asked me to tombé, pas de bourrée. So work hard and keep dancing! Posted by Nerea Fernández Martínez. Sunday, November 23, 2014.

The Rise and Fall of Captain Emotional. Asymp; Leave a comment. I hope that I am not the only one who views the approaching New Year with pangs of panic. Suffering becomes beautiful when anyone bears great calamities with cheerfulness, not through insensibility but through greatness of mind.

Today I finished off the last few bits of paperwork to close down the business end of our lovely co-operative preschool.

Dance is the only art form that speaks of prayer and blasphemy in the same language. Somewhere along this endless stream chronicled as history, came along the French and the king in his mirrored hall, and harnessed dance, caught it, placed it in a cage with rules and obligations.

I can do them! I think peo.

The happenings of this Disney-obsessed runner and dancer! June 17, 2014. And the nerves set in! Sooooooo my recital is this Sunday. Like waaaaay more nervous than last year. Our dances are so much more difficult this year. I just want to look good and land all my turns. Well I did it! .

The trials and tribulations of returning to the world of dance as an adult student. Saturday, August 8, 2015.

8222;Du bist nicht erwachsen du fährst in die Ballettferien! 8220; kommentierte eine Facebook-Freundin neulich in anderem Zusammenhang. Und irgendwie hat sie damit wohl recht, denn die Menschen, die wie ich diesen Sommer eine Woche in Sammatti. Mitten in der finnischen Pampa verbrachten, um dort in dieser Zeit eine Produktion von Giselle. Einzustudieren, eint wohl der Mädchentraum vom Ballerinaleben.

But mostly spinning out of it. I managed to further injure my already hurting right leg. Luckily this seems to bee passing by quite well. Due to this I had to skip one of the few remaining ballet classes before summer break. Broke my heart a bit, really. I did get to attend the last two classes, thankfully. But now there are no more classes before the fall season begins. I have to confess something. Promise to keep it to yourself? .