I am pondering the existence of confidence today. Are their certain roles that should by default engender and demand our confidence? How it is we determine whether or not we have confidence in another person? Credentials? Education? History? Genetics? Intuition? Experience?
I think that I first became consciously aware of confidence in others through performance. In Najinsky’s “Afternoon of a Fawn,” (the link takes you to Nureyev’s version, which if you haven’t seen, have you lived?!?) the tableau of women dance in profile the entire piece which means that most entrances and exits force you to be blind. As the tall woman in the middle of the trio of women, I never got to lead, although I imagine that leading backwards, blindly is not any easier than being stuck in the middle. Our fingertips connected us to each other, and I learned to confidently follow their lead in terms of where we were going and how quickly we went, since Stravinsky’s non-existent counts didn’t help much. As a member of the corps de ballet I trusted the dancers in front of me and beside me to know the music, know the spacing, know the timing, and when the lights came up, perform. I trusted that those around me were paying attention to me, to the music, and depending on their confidence in me, we could be confident partners. Read More