Post #4260 - 2nd March, 2008
Hello, darlings! It's your favourite Derbyshire diva, Emma, and guess what? I'm off on another grand adventure, and this time it's all about the seaside and seaside chic! I'm venturing to Crosby, on the glorious coast of Merseyside, and you better believe I'm packing my most fabulous feather tutu!
Now, you might be thinking, "Emma, a feather tutu on the beach? What will the locals think?" Well, my dears, I say to them: "Have a little imagination, darling! Life's too short to be afraid of feathers and pink." And, trust me, my dear feathered friend will be perfectly at home amongst the sculptures of Antony Gormley's "Another Place" which stand proud in the ocean, watching over the tides and whispering secrets to the wind.
It's a fitting tribute, wouldn't you say? The power of art, the elegance of sculpture, and the whimsical joy of a feather tutu, all against the backdrop of the majestic, ever-changing ocean... truly, it's going to be a dream come true!
Speaking of dreams, darling, how was your week? Did you make time for a little pirouette? If not, get yourself to a class, or at the very least, watch a ballet online. It doesn't matter how you choose to get your dose of grace and beauty - the important thing is to embrace the magic!
My own journey started at dawn, boarding a grand, old steam train at my local station. I swear, these beauties are just as elegant as any ballerina. Imagine, a train journey, with the clattering of wheels on tracks, the gentle swaying, and the ever-changing landscape flashing by the window. It's the perfect inspiration for a ballet performance, isn't it?
As the sun peeked over the fields of Derbyshire, it painted the scenery in hues of softest pink - you know, the same gorgeous pink as my feather tutu! A happy little coincidence, wouldn't you say? The universe was clearly telling me, "Emma, this trip is going to be absolutely magical!"
And then, I saw him! A glorious, majestic creature standing proudly on the railway line, right outside the carriage window! A horse! My goodness, you would have thought it was an escort sent from heaven to lead me to Crosby. We made eye contact, he gave me a small nod, as if to say, "Welcome aboard, Emma! I shall watch over your journey." Truly, the magic of travel was already in full swing!
And the magic only grew stronger when I arrived in Crosby. It was a bright and breezy day, the air crisp and clean, and the beach... oh my darling, it was just divine! Golden sands stretched out endlessly before me, with the waves crashing upon the shore. A symphony for the senses, truly.
The sculptures, they stood tall, a little like ballerinas on pointe, and just as captivating. Each one seemed to have its own story, whispering tales of the ocean, of the wind, and of the endless possibilities that lie beyond the horizon. It was all so awe-inspiring, so moving. I almost started pirouetting on the sand myself, you know, but then I thought better of it. One needs to maintain a certain level of elegance, especially when surrounded by such beauty!
And wouldn't you know it, a gaggle of seagulls decided to put on a show for me! They danced and swooped in a beautiful choreography, circling above the water, diving down for their fishy snacks, and performing a stunning rendition of what I imagine to be a seagull ballet! I, of course, began sketching their movements on my notepad. The feathered ballet dancers of the sea, you see, a must-have addition to my ever-growing ballet repertoire!
As I enjoyed my afternoon stroll on the beach, I couldn't help but imagine the stories behind the sculptures, and the journey that each one had undertaken to arrive in Crosby. A poignant thought, and one that left me with a sense of wonder. They seemed to speak to me, you know, reminding me that art, like a ballet performance, is meant to move us, inspire us, and leave a lasting impression on our hearts and souls.
It truly was a glorious day, and it's one that will forever hold a special place in my heart. After all, Crosby, with its beaches and sculptures and seagulls, felt like it had been tailor-made just for me, a place for a ballerina to dream and to dance, surrounded by the majestic power of the sea.
Oh, and just you wait until you hear about my evening! I found the most incredible little tea room, a haven of comfort and charm. I sipped the most delightful tea while enjoying a delectable afternoon treat. A proper English treat, I can assure you. My life is a delightful fairy-tale, full of charm, whimsy and deliciousness. I encourage you to make yours the same!
Right, my dears, I must get off to explore more of Crosby. Tomorrow I'm off to visit the fabulous museums and galleries of the city. Maybe I'll even find some more inspiring dance moves for my growing ballet repertoire! Remember to keep it pink, keep it graceful, and above all, keep it magical!
And until next time, don't forget to keep that twinkle in your eye, and to always, always embrace the power of a pink tutu. 🩰
Lots of love,
Emma www.pink-tutu.com
