When it comes to dance, I sometimes feel like my mind is a giant scrapbook. The very first page has a picture of Rebecca Wright dancing dreamily in THE DREAM with the Joffrey. That was the first professional dance performance I ever attended. On page two is my first City Ballet memento, Patty McBride and Helgi Tomasson backing away in opposite directions at the end of BAISER DE LA FEE. The book then becomes crowded: Sara Leland & Bart Cook (god-parents of Wendy & Jock?), Karin, Colleen Neary, Kay Mazzo, Marnee Morris, an indelible image of Suzanne Farrell's hand extending the closing gesture of DIAMONDS, Peter Martins in so many roles. Pages & pages of Merrill Ashley. ABT folks are there as well: D'Antuono, Gregory, van Hamel, Tcherkassky, Markarova, Leslie Browne, Ted Kivitt, Ivan Nagy, Bujones, Gelsey, Charles Ward. Fracci & Nureyev in a GISELLE for the ages with La Scala at the Met. "Other dancers" like David Parsons or Peggy Lyman. The Paul Taylor Company...Hubbard Street doing Tharp at the Pillow.
Then the move to NYC in 1998 and the NYCB album becomes an overflowing treasure-trove as the memories pile up year after year. I won't start naming names because it will take forever but they are all here in my mind, some who are great stars there now and many who skittered away, possibly forgotten by everyone but me.
The season that's just ended has bulked up the archives by about a thousand more snapshots, from Kyra in VIENNA to Kaitlyn in ETOILE and on to such newbies as Mary Elizabeth Sell and Max van der Steere. I'm sure no one would resent the mention of Edwaard Liang's singular triumph in IN VENTO where the mental camera almost went berserk trying to freeze every frame.
So many images, and more to follow.