I keep looking for simple beauty. We humans complicate things. We add layers and twists when none are needed. We obfuscate when clarity and silence would have been better. We elaborate when holding still would have been sufficient. My eye goes to the simple piece of wood furniture where you see the craftsman’s strokes rather…
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2 responses to “The Simplest Beauty”
I liked what you have to say today. I always tell my students, and potential students, that tango is an old social dance of just walking and feeling. Of course, they don’t listen. They’re in too much of a hurry. They want to do ganchos on a crowded floor and colgadas before they can even maintain their own axis and balance. It frustrates me that the heart and soul is going (gone?) out of the tango (in my community) and that we’re left with a shell of body and mind. It’s amazing what that body and mind can do at times (Dancing With the Stars!) and I enjoy it myself – especially Tango Nuevo – but it’s just not the same tango – the one that yearns for, and con suerte, finds, connection.
Maraya, thank you. Being a writer, dancer and teacher, you know all about this. While I do think it is a danger always that people get obsessed with the superficial, technical side of tango, I think the deeper roots will always win out. Because that’s why we come to tango. The end is always that deeper connection to ourselves and others. Abrazos! Kevin