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November 04, 2007 |
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Tiny Dancer
FOUND by Cara
in New Jersey
I found this stuck to my shoe after a night out, so I'm not entirely sure where it came from. At least it was something interesting stuck to me, rather than disgusting.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
Oh, this is beautiful. She's in fifth position, I think. I hope she sees this and recognizes herself.
On second thought, it might be 4th position. Dang! I can't remember! And that was such a useful skill, knowing how to do all those ballet positions. And now I've forgotten how. :(
Quite possibly the best story of finding an item ever.
Dang, you hardly ever see black and white photos anymore. This is obviously an oldie. So how does an old B&W pic find itself floating around the clubs, bars and/or sidewalks of New Jersey?
i highly agree with AJ. i think this is the best story of finding something.
This is the third or fourth "stuck to my shoe" Found lately. I can't imagine keeping, let alone scanning, or much less *mailing* something that had stuck to the bottom of my shoe from the street. And I pity the Found folks who handle such "finds" before they find out where they've been. After all, something that sticks to your shoe sticks because it was sticky--god knows with what.
Hope y'all have plenty of hand sanitizer, Found!
I'm curious to know what stuck the photo to the bottom of her shoe, most options don't bare thinking about!
For the first and only time, club floor goo is the most desired answer.
It’s dated ‘Jun 64’ – weird time-warp to find itself transported from then to now (via the bottom of your shoe). Wonder if it fell out of someone’s wallet – which would be sad.
Can’t quite work out if she’s a rather odd-looking little girl or a rather small order lady?
And is this a real ballet studio with a mirror and a rail? Or just the corner of a room? But what’s the join in the floor? Almost looks as if it might be a warm-up space at the side of a stage, behind the proscenium?
Would be great if some balletomane could recognise where this is (if not who).
Happy Sunday –
this looks like third position actually, if my kinesthetic memory serves. first, together; second apart; third, at the arch; fourth, step in front; fifth, at the toe.
rather small *older* lady
not 'small order lady' which might be somthin else!
Love that it was stuck to your shoe. Hate that people are thinking about hand sanitizer. What a terrific find. I'm proud.
Cara must hang out in pristine places because this photo looks very clean for being stuck to a shoe. And I don't mean that in a bad way, just observing. Even if it was scanned, I see no scuffs or dirt at all.
Lars, I think you're right, it is 3rd position. I'm going to go practice my ballet positions now. Then I'll do some pliés, pirouttes, and a few jetés. This will get my Sunday morning off to a good start! Hey everybody, it's an hour earlier than we think it is!
Jonathan, that's funny. I am suddenly reminded of the lady in the radiator in the movie "Eraserhead."
i'm thinking that its just a bad fifth position since third is rarely used and shes a small child.
Yes, I'll state it first: I'm a judgenmental bitch - but this girl has a freakishly large head.
Clover, one of the characters in the play i'm in, she's been taking ballet lessons for 8 years. she does these pirouettes and entre chats (very very badly)
Mona, quelle coincidence! (I can't make the tréma on this computer.) What's entre chats? That means between cats, doesn't it? I only took ballet for 2 1/2 years. I quit right after getting my toe shoes. Maybe entre chats comes later.
As I suspected, entrechats are very advanced. Not only that, they involve math. No wonder she does them badly, Mona.
From wiki: Entrechat
Interweaving or braiding. A step of beating in which the dancer jumps into the air and rapidly crosses the legs before and behind each other, usually jumping from the fifth position and landing back in the fifth position. Entrechats are counted from two to ten according to the number of crossings required and counting each crossing as two movements, one by each leg; that is, in an entrechat quatre each leg makes two distinct movements. Entrechats are divided into two general classes: the even-numbered entrechats, or those which land on two feet-- deux, quatre, six, huit and dix-- and the odd-numbered entrechats, or those which land on one foot-- trois, cinq, sept and neuf. For example: in an Entrechat-quatre, the dancer will jump from the fifth position, crossing his legs twice, landing in the same position he started.
Hold me closer, Tony Danza...
Jonathan and Happy I was thinking the same thing...she looks like an old little kid... what's that disease called....
Ah man, all I ever get is gum or dog shit stuck on my shoe. Unfair!
This find reminds me of bunny dancer. Check it out. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qi5axXZgiak
Pepper, I don't even know what to say. I will have nightmares about that video. One of the most twisted things I've seen in a while.
I think she look like one of the 3 ballet munchins from Wizard of Oz..... you know, the ones that come out in pink tu-tuu's on toe-shoes and dance right before the tuff lollypop guild muchkins do their little dance.....
Who is the bunny dancer? And what's wrong with her?
I was born in June of '64.
I love this photo.
This is just how little girls looked when I was a kid.Everyone "looked older" back than compared to the ages and looks of today's people.
A find like this makes me once again think:"Why can't I ever find anything ?"
Midnight -- it's 'cause your shoes don't go to the right night-spots!
Cara, I simply cannot fathom how this could be stuck to your shoe and you didn't notice it. I have lived for over 4 decades and have never come home from a night out with anything stuck to my shoe ... well, maybe dog poo but certainly nothing I'd want to scan and submit to some weird website. I strongly suspect that the girl in the photo is you, Cara ... YOU! You just love the way you looked in that tutu. I am starting to suspect also that these "finds" are not finds at all ... the last few dozen have been a little too pat, shame FOUND, shame.
clover: it's low fifth! gosh i miss ballet classes. i doubt the tights would still look as good as they did when i was five.
You are right, that's a big fuckin head.
Pepper, I'm speechless. (textless)
Awww, this is so cute. I love that older photos had the dates right on them, comes in handy.
She looks to be in a 3rd position, which is basically a little kid's cop-out version of a more-difficult to do 5th. Also, she obviously is in some recital get-up, since that's way too fancy to wear to everyday class. The crossed, upward facing hands mean "thank you" as you courtsy, also hinting that this might be a recital pose.
That looks to be an entrance table in a mirrored foyer, rather than a barre in a ballet studio. My guess would be a quick snap by mom before they headed to the recital.
I had a little girl neighbor some years ago- she was about 8 at the time.. I think she was some sort of time traveler, because this kid looks EXACTLY like her. Exactly. It's creepy. Is this dancer wearing some sort of fuzzy rabbit fur headpiece?
Cabbage Tree, shame on YOU. Are you suggesting that the people at Found, who do this out of the goodness of their hearts, and for the sole purpose of entertaining US hire a PI firm to thoroughly investigate the circumstances surrounding each and every Found item sent in? Sit down, relax, enjoy the ride. If you can't do that, then kindly, quietly go away.
Yes, it's third, you wouldn't usually use fifth for a child that small. And, yes, Clover, chat means cat, but has nothing to do with entrechat, which has already been defined quite nicely. Entre means enter, I think. I'm not sure.
Cabbage, I am a personal witness of Found's operation. This is completely legit! In fact, during our visit, we opened some mail. Found is real, and it's my little ray of sunshine in the morning.
I think she looks like on of the original oompa loompas and I actually feel kind of guilty for thinking so.
Entre nous, Ballet Teacher, I wish I had stuck with my ballet lessons. "Entrer" means to enter, and "l'entrée" means entrance. So maybe entrechat comes from the idea of entering like a cat pouncing, sort of. The way the move was defined on Wikipedia sounds kind of like a cat move, light on its feet.
i really love the creases in this photo.
they make it special.
Entre Chat = enter cat = intricate?
Maybe? ;o)
Actually, the girl in this find looks a LOT like my sister to me. She would have been about 4 at the time this picture was taken though and they lived in Chicago at the time, so I doubt it's her. However, we DO have freakishly large heads in our family, which I suspect is the reason I always used to get compared to Vanna White.
Stuck to your shoe? This is the most elaborate toilet paper I have ever seen.
i went out the other night and got starburst on my shoe. wtf. why can't i find some random picture.
It's 3rd position. She looks so proud of herself!
She's in third, her right heel is in the middle of her left foot, unlike fifth, where her right heel would be at the left toe.
I love this, it reminds me of pics I've seen of my mom when she was maybe 5 or 6, back when they let you wear tutus to class all the time.
... "entre" means "between". "Enter" is "entrez" x
Nonny Moose, you speak truer than you know. Extraordinarily enough, according to the Concise Oxford Dictionary, the origin is "French from Italian: (capriola) intrecciata = 'complicated (caper)' " -- so yes, 'intricate' is indeed what it is.
Well well. Learn something new every day, eh.
Orlando, I think "entrez" is only if you're talking to or about "vous".
"entre" is for je, il, or elle.
If I remember correctly.
To Cabbage Tree:
This cannot possibly be me, because I am fifteen and I wasn't even born in 1964.
Shit washes off.
Just where does Cara hang out that she encounters 44 year old photos on the floor? Really. I mean the person who took this photo was not the person in it and probably proud so that means they were in their sixties at least! I think Cara should go back to the Elks lodge and ask around, somebody might want it back!