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![]() June 2007 London, Covent Garden by Margaret Willis |
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Multihued summer flowers rained down onto the stage from the upper reaches of the auditorium as the whole Opera House rose as one. Feet stamped Proms-style, hands became red and sore from clapping and voices grew hoarse from the bravos. And as she stood taking a ‘normal’ curtain call at the conclusion of her final performance as a Principal of the Royal Ballet, the Queen of Composure lost it! Drained from the emotion of MacMillan’s ‘The Song of the Earth’- her own choice for the finale of a glittering career - and overwhelmed by the rapturous reception, Darcey Bussell covered her face with her hands trying to stop the tears from falling.
Partners Carlos Acosta and Gary Avis, and cast members stood firm as she vainly attempted them to join her in acknowledging the audience—instead they applauded her. Conductor of the evening Barry Wordsworth was embraced and held, and former partners and teachers – among them, Anthony Dowell, Donald MacLeary, (in dashing tartan trews) Jonathon Cope and Christopher Saunders - piled enormous white bouquets of peonies, roses and lilies, at her feet. Monica Mason came on stage with a microphone and finally coaxed the dazed Darcey to the front of the stage, where the Royal Ballet director told the audience in trembling voice that Darcey’s dancing had said more eloquently than any words what they felt about her. ‘She’s the most wonderful company member, and it has taken such courage to make this decision, but we will always have this image of her in this ballet.” And turning to Darcey she said, ‘You have given everything to the Royal Ballet and we are very grateful. We love you so much.” Again tears flowed, not just from the two venerable ladies of the ballet world but from the adoring audience too.
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But back to MacMillan’s ‘Song’ which portends inevitable death—the end of life (career?) as we know it. Despite the thrills of Acosta, the macho power of Avis’s reliable partnering and the support of an excellent team—special mention for Ricardo Cevera, Mara Galeazzi,Yohei Sasaki and Martin Harvey—the night belonged to only one person. Her dancing was from the heart, edged with emotion. Her lines were always beautiful and effortless. Her lovely long legs whipped skywards, splicing the air. No matter what body distortions she had to make, she never showed an ugly angle. Throughout her dancing life, she has draped her unique qualities elegantly on the shrine of classical ballet, making the art even more beautiful. And above all, she has always been gracious and full of fun—another ‘Princess of Hearts’, and not only in the realm of ballet.
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