Gillian Murphy in Swan Lake.
So I know the aesthetics of ballet are fucked up as all hell, but boy is it beautiful. And I know that that’s it really hypocritical of me to judge other art forms with equally screwed up ideals… but boy do I fucking hate opera (this being prompted by a tipsy manifesto I just gave my family, after a waiter kept singing operatic nonsense at other tables for people’s birthdays and anniversaries, about the fact that opera is the result of a faulty translation of Greek ideals for theater, that being something along the lines of 1. story 2. character 3. music 4. spectacle, which opera got reversed).
(via theballetblog)
