big eyes

These are two of my young students, each with older ballerina sisters.  I snapped this a couple of weeks ago at one of the rehearsals for our studio performance.  This takes me back several decades when I spent countless hours waiting for my ballerina mamma to finish class or rehearsal, only I was usually sprawled in some corner of the studio (or stage) with paper and crayons in hand, blissfully unaware of what was going on around me.  Except I wasn’t unaware, of course.  I was taking it in through the pores of my skin, like these two.  Dream big ballerina dreams, little girls; one day it will be you.

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