Inspired by my newly discovered blog-reading, yesterday on my way back from ballet class, I took notes of the corrections that the teacher had given me during class. Luckily enough, I have two hours of commute each morning and each night and a smartphone, so I just took down notes in the phone and will be able to check them before the next class.


We just had one hour of class, what is called “basic ballet”, and we did several exercises twice, so we didn’t have the time to do fondues, grand battements, and others. Still, or because of that, the list of corrections is long:


–       General: hide your popo and your tummy; use the tummy muscles

–       Arms: make your arms longer, put them lower than your chest, people want to see the beautiful tutu decollete

–       Plie: go lower into the plie and come up using your inner thigh muscles, don’t cheat

–       Always stretch your knees thoroughly when the leg is stretched; that makes you look taller

–       Turnout from the hips; open the knees; practice your turnout; I know it is hard

–       Point your toes

–       Relax your ankles when jumping; go into a deeper plie when landing

–       Don’t use your mouth to turn, i.e. don’t grin when turning, use your head


I am guessing these are corrections that I will be told for over and over again. It seems like such a lot of things to think about and that I have so many deficiencies. But I will work hard to get better.


These are some of the blogs that I have been reading over the last few weeks:




A definition

I just did a little research on the word “gallerina” and I was shocked to see that it seems to have been first used in “Sex and the City”. I hate this series, and even though Sarah Jessica Parker makes the introduction to the “New York City Ballet Workout I”, I can’t stand her. I never quite got how such an unrealistic narrative on fairly traditional women (after all, they are all just looking for Mr. Right) could have become so successful. I have friend who love it, and I let them love it, but – I just don’t.

End of digression.

Gallerina – what do I understand when I use this word and why do I use it for myself?

I like the definition that gallerinas are (mostly) young women “hilariously overqualified and ridiculously underpaid” (this is not my definition, I read it somewhere but can’t trace it back right now). Basically, all kinds of gallery assistants can be called “gallerina”, no matter what exactly their role in the gallery. I guess every gallery in the world has one or two of them.

I am a gallerina because I have a gallery assistant job. I am a gallerina because I studied art history and am still fascinated by art. I am not a gallerina in the pejorative meaning of the word, as I am not slim as a cigarette, not dressed in latest fashion or the latest individualistic style, not overly confident, and certainly not arrogant.

I like the word gallerina, which is why I use it for myself. A ballerina is someone who works hard, who is determined, disciplined, elegant, gracious, and idealistic. I bet that 90% of all gallerinas fit this description pretty well; otherwise, they would have never gone through years of studying art history and taken on a job in a gallery.

Here are some links: