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How much blood was being made to flow for that last show of elegance?
Orders and decorations are necessary in order to dazzle the people.
When you work behind the ropes, you know the heartbreaking stories behind their smiles; you see the pins and nauseating amount of hair products that glaze their heads; and you see the wedges (even flats) under their eternally beaded gowns.
All kinds of performance practices have a certain register of power or solemnity.
unbounded vanity.
Introduction - a social ceremony invented by the devil for the gratification of his servants and the plaguing of his enemies.
It's all about impressing people.
To express what is the most moral, healthful and beautiful in art this is the mission of the dancer, and to this I dedicate my life.
All honour and reverence to the divine beauty of form! Let us cultivate it to the utmost in men, women and children
in our gardens and in our houses. But let us love that other beauty too, which lies in no secret of proportion but in the secret of deep human sympathy.
Dignity, always Dignity!
One can do such lovely things with so little. Subjects that are too beautiful end by appearing theatrical.
Daring life, graceful living.
Manly deeds, womanly hands.
There, display and extravagance, in dress, in furniture, in costly entertainments, are startling. They seem to push you back into a corner, like a poor intruder at a feast; they are apt to make you envious, or take your breath away with amazement.
There is a feeble urgency behind all forced mannerisms of finery- haste and pomp cannot coincide.
Beauty is our business.
I must be very clear in one thing ... Being a pageant girl is not who I am or what defines me.
Performance art is about joy, about making something that's so full of kind of a wild joy that you really can't put into words.
The prettiest dresses are worn to be taken off.
The real object of the drama is the exhibition of human character.
Adornment, what a science! Beauty, what a weapon! Modesty, what elegance!
Pageants are already ridiculous and sad, I think.
When you eliminate vanity from an art form, and I would think that this would be any art form, what is left is an opportunity to be incredibly naked and truthful.
My audience wants to see me beautifully gowned, and I have spared no expense or pains ... For I feel that the best is none too good for the public that pays to hear a singer.
How they made
out of shamelessness something
beautiful, for as long as they could.
crowd of frenzied females,
the mistress of ceremonies, in her
In performance, we have a greater purpose. The greater purpose is that we're communing together, and we want this moment to be really special for all of us. Because otherwise, why bother to have come at all? It's not about proving anything. It's about sharing something.
We're all performing for someone.
To put up a show is to face life's injustices with one of the few weapons available to a desperate and brave people, their imagination.
It is the privilege and charm of beauty to win the heart and secure good-will,
All ceremonies are in themselves very silly things; but yet, a man of the world should know them. They are the outworks of Mannersand Decency, which would be too often broken in upon, if it were not for that defence, which keeps the enemy at a proper distance.
Pursuit of passion,
the history; that was the glory of Miss
The drama embraces and applies all the beauties and decorations of poetry. The sister arts attend and adorn it. Painting, architecture, and music are her handmaids. The costliest lights of a people's intellect burn at her show. All ages welcome her.
Maybe 'cause you don't always have to win a pageant to wear a crown.
There is a proud modesty in merit.
Irigaray remarks in such a vein that "the masquerade... is what women do... in order to participate in man's desire, but at the cost of giving up their own".
To affect the quality of the day - that is the highest of the arts.
By binding image and desire, glamour gives us pleasure, even as it heightens our yearning. It leads us to feel that the life we dream of exists, and to desire it even more.
On the long dusty ribbon of the long city street,
The pageant of life is passing me on multitudinous feet,
With a word here of the hills, and a song there of the sea
And-the great movement changes-the pageant passes me.
I entered beauty pageants in much the same spirit most people enter politics - with high ideals and ambitions. Similarly, I had to make some adjustments here and there along the way.
A real theatrical experience shakes the calm of the senses, liberates the compressed unconscious and drives towards a kind of potential revolt ...
All to no end save beauty
the eternal
So in detail they, the crowd,
are beautiful
Excellence, much labored for by the race of mortals.
Here too it's masquerade, I find:
As everywhere, the dance of mind.
I grasped a lovely masked procession,
And caught things from a horror show ...
I'd gladly settle for a false impression,
If it would last a little longer, though.
You're filmed that one very special day of the pageant, and you want to make sure you're as ready to go as you can be.
And what is beauty?" "Terror.
The triumphal-procession-air which, in our manners and customs, is given to marriage at the outset - that singing of Te Deum before the battle has begun.
It cannot reasonably be doubted, but a little miss, dressed in a new gown for a dancing-school ball, receives as complete enjoyment as the greatest orator, who triumphs in the splendour of his eloquence, while he governs the passions and resolutions of a numerous assembly.
Beauty too often sacrifices to fashion. The spirit of fashion is not the beautiful, but the wilful; not the graceful, but the fantastic; not the superior in the abstract, but the superior in the worst of all concretes,-the vulgar.
The real message of the Dance opens up the vistas of life to all who have the urge to express beauty with no other instrument than their own bodies, with no apparatus and no dependence on anything other than space.
What cannot be borne in reality, becomes a source of pleasure when it is transposed into the visual and somatic fiction of the dramatic spectacle.
Fashion, ah yes. A fool's game, if I am not mistaken.
The true motives of our actions, like the real pipes of an organ, are usually concealed; but the gilded and hollow pretext is pompously placed in the front for show.
What I want to give in the theatre is beauty, that's what I want to give.
How little the public realizes what a girl must go through before she finally appears before the spotlight that is thrown upon the stage.
Keeping all things in their places. Everybody was dressed for a Fancy Ball that was never to leave off. From the Palace of the Tuileries, through Monseigneur and the whole Court, through the Chambers, the Tribunals of Justice, and all society (except the scarecrows),
Mannerism is not character, and affectation is the avowed enemy of grace. Every dancer ought to regard his laborious art as a link in the chain of beauty, as a useful ornament for the stage, and this, in turn, as an important element in the spiritual development of nations.
Deliberately, on every historic occasion, we piously fake events for the benefit of photographers, while the actual event often occurs in a different fashion; and we have the effrontery to call these artful dress rehearsals authentic historic documents.
To see the beauty, love
Talent for talent's sake is a bauble and a show. Talent working with joy in the cause of universal truth lifts the possessor to new power as a benefactor.
My aim is not to exhibit craft, but rather to submerge it, and make it rightfully the handmaiden of beauty, power and emotional content.
VANITY, n. The tribute of a fool to the worth of the nearest ass.
People come to see beauty, and I dance to give it to them.
There are two aspects," Alexey Alexandrovitch resumed: "those who take part and those who look on; and love for such spectacles is an unmistakable proof of a low degree of development in the spectator, I admit, but ...
The artist's work, it is sometimes said, is to celebrate. But really that is not so; it is to express wonder. And something terrible resides at the heart of wonder. Celebration is social, amenable. Wonder has a chaotic splendor.
Believing in the danger which sprang from objects as well as people, which dress, which shoes, which coat demanded less of her panicked heart and body? For a costume was a challenge too, a discipline, a trap which once adopted could influence the actor.
It had all been fake, a choreographed event, but they could not escape the dread that rattled inside their chests. It was a testament to their proficiency and talent as artists. They had affected themselves with the authenticity of the moment.
It's about what happens on stage, whether we can deliver it in a hungry way that is who we are in our hearts.
To keep dignity, and give honor when it's due, so that defeat is not disgrace.
Its just tryna impress the world and then realizing that, that doesn't even matter really, you gotta impress yourself.
A choral dance: an attempt to impose upon a chance gathering of a few dozen guests a communal feeling.
Molly stood over the stove, naked, except for a wide sash from which was slung the scabbard for her broadsword at the center of her back, giving the impression that she had won honors in the Miss Nude Random Violence Pageant. Her
The art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.
My vanity was flattered by having been mistaken for our revered sovereign. I ordered a banquet to be got ready for the following evening, under the trees before my house, and invited the whole town.
Performers had to be transparent. Diva behavior was rendered difficult or impractical - the physical situation would have made it look silly. The performers were obliged to interact and mingle with their audience.
Ceremonies are the outworks of manners.
I'm the queen of festivities, that's all I can say.
We all perform. It's what we do for each other all the time, deliberately or unintionally. It's a way of telling about ourselves in the hope of being recognized as what we'd like to be.
PERFORMANCE
Beauty is the only master to serve.
Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity.
Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.
Dancing and ballets would undoubtedly take on a new lease on life, if the customs established by a spirit of fear and jealousy did not in some way close the path of glory ...
Robes, dresses, frocks. They hung in endless rows, in hundreds, one beside the other all around the room - gleaming brocade, fluffy clouds of tulle and swansdown, flowery silk, night-black velvet with glittering spangles everywhere like small, many-coloured blinker beacons.
loyalty and devotion.
True beauty of dress consists in its simplicity ... What do these devotees of fashion gain? Only the satisfaction of being admired, like a butterfly.
Beauty has its magic and charm. It touches our heart and rings the alarm.
She is admired from afar. These admirers court her in secret, in the safety of their dreams.
How so much honourable is such a contest, in which one's moral conduct and achievement are brought as witnesses rather than the size of one's purse.
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That theatrical kind of virtue, which requires publicity for its stage, and an applauding world for its audience, could not be depended on, in the secrecy of solitude, or the retirement of a desert.
Royalty consists not in vain pomp, but in great virtues
Modesty is a valuable merit ... in people who have no other, and the appearance of it is extremely useful to those who have ...
Ballet's image of perfection is fashioned amid a milieu of wracked bodies, fevered imaginations, Balkan intrigue and sulfurous hatreds where anything is likely, and dancers know it.
Coronation: The ceremony of investing a sovereign with the outward and visible signs of his divine right to be blown skyhigh with a dynamite bomb.
Few rash of any modern nation have a proper sense of an aesthetical whole; they praise and blame by parts; they are charmed by passages. And who has greater reason to rejoice in this than actors, since the stage is ever but a patched and piecemeal matter?
Glorious bouquets and storms of applause are the trimmings which every artist naturally enjoys.
With slouch and swing around the ring
We trod the Fools' Parade!
We did not care: we knew we were
The Devils' Own Brigade:
And shaven head and feet of lead
Make a merry masquerade.
Modesty is to merit, what shade is to figures in a picture; it gives it strength and makes it stand out.
The playful search for beauty.