When
I was reading Van der Leeuw I really liked, how he explained dance and the
beauty. Dance and the rhythm is a so much part of life. Dance is the essence of
art since the primitive ages. Imagine you are at the ballet, you take your
seat, you hear the chitter chatter of the audience, nothing audible, just white
noise. Suddenly the lights begin to dim, a hush falls over the crowd. The
silence is broken by the first score of music. The rhythm, starts out quiet and
slow as though calling your name softly. The dancers emerge from behind the
curtain, their graceful bodies move to the rhythm, with smooth and fluid
movements, illuminated just by the florence of the stage lights.They are one
with the music and one with each other, fluid as water, folding into each
other. Your eyes follow their movements and your heartbeat syncs with every
move, with every note. Your soul eases out of your body and transcends above
the audience. It joins in with the dancers, mimicking every extension of hand,
every bend of the dancers body. As the rhythm picks up, the dancers move with
further intensity, your heartbeat fastens, there is no longer an extinction
between you and the dancers. You are one, all through the last step, through
the last crescendo of the score. Then a clashing sound erupt and you are
snapped back to reality. The people around you are clapping, hesitantly you
join in still recovering from the experience. As a the ballet beginnings you
start out as a spectator, just a member of the audience, you have no particular
feeling towards it yet. But as the ballet proceeds you become participant. The
dance becomes a portals to another world. The beauty of the dance helps you
transcend outside of your body, disengage with the real world and create a
world of your own (Leeuw 13). Disengagement allows an individual to enter and
participate into this new world. The beauty of the dance, or any art is a mere
“bridge [to] some chasm that yawns between us and reality...” (Lewis 39-40).
Using the bridge we can access this other world, commune with the world of the
divine. So the art becomes a religious experience, an act of worship, or some
sense of the divine that is not accessible otherwise.
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