MTV has a show called ‘Made’. It’s reality tv that follows a teen with aspirations of becoming a (fill in the blank). They have had zero training, no background, nothing. They are paired with an experienced ‘Made’ coach (fill in the blank) and in 30-90 days, they get ‘made’ into a (fill in the blank).
Both of my daughters have been dancing since age 3. I watch them in awe as they take the stage once a year, and they complete these routines that take them the whole year/10 months to learn. Ten months of training for a three-minute routine.
In Fall of 2009 I registered for an adult ballet class at their dance studio. My only intention was to lose weight. It was one hour, once a week. The perfect little escape for me on Monday nights at 8. There were about 6-8 adults and three-four of the older dance students in our class. I looked forward to the bond we were all developing with every sigh, every giggle, every laugh. Every “Nu-uh, I can’t do that.”
When we missed a class our instructor, Ms.Deborah, would joke, ‘whoever misses has to learn a solo for the Spring recital.”
Hahaha, she would laugh.
Hahaha, we would laugh.
But then this talk of performing in the recital became more frequent, and more serious, and what started out as a joke, became reality. Our basic steps were being strung together in 8 counts with music. Balancé, balancé, triplet, triplet. Wait what comes next?
Spring Break was in April. The studio kicked into high gear with the choreographers finalizing routines and the dancers learning their steps.
Nu-uh, I’m not standing in the front row.
Nu-uh, we aren’t really listed in the line up are we?
Nu-uh, Ms. Deborah, you really ordered us blue, sequined recital outfits?
Nu-uh, do we really have to go to dress rehearsal?
Wait, we have to wear the blue sequined number in front of others?
Recital weekend was June 25 & June 26. Three minutes. That’s all. I can do this. It was terrifying and thrilling all at the same time. For three minutes, three times that weekend I was on stage to a sold out audience of 500 people. “Nu-uh, why did I agree to do this?”
I would like to say that I was ‘made’ into a ballet dancer. But I wasn’t. I did have a lot of fun, though. I have an increased amount of awe for my girls and what they do each year in their dance classes. I have an an overwhelmingly amount of appreciation for the choreographers at the studio that each put together 10+ routines for their classes and the 375+ students.
Below are the prints I had made from my days of hanging out in the studio capturing dancers in their various levels of concentration. Amazing to see. Amazing to capture. These pieces and others will be displayed in the APA studio, soon.

Oh, and I didn’t lose weight.





See ya next year for some headshot updates, kids!







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