I follow the blog, My One Beautiful Thing, where blogger Donna shares art related content EVERY DAY. I don’t always see what she’s posted, but when I do, I’m sometimes left with all the feels. The goosebumpy, I-feel-it-in-the-heart-of-my-soul feels.
The, I -wish-I-were-a-dancer-feels. I feel ‘all the feels’ with this little number conceptualized by Duncan McDowall and performed by his partner, Dorotea Saykaly. The first of an incomplete series, this is what Donna had to say about Painted:
Take a look:
The view from my bedroom window is a visually bleak one: nothing but (I count 7) shades of grey. And yet, there is a hint of whimsy: the pine trees that live on(!) the neighbouring fancy-schmancy condo building, dance pleasingly in response to the very cold April wind. A bleak setting with a hint of nature. Nature and some greenery go a long way.
Now if only there were some contemporary dancers on those tree-lined ledges…