Wednesday, July 29, 2009


Civilizations come in many forms.

I traveled to the Island of Bali in February. On the last evening of my stay, there was a Legong dance show at the hotel.

The stage was set in the darkness of the garden. Two girl dancers floated in the dimly lit platform, moving their feet and hands elegantly to the Gamelan music, oblivious of the ups and downs of the outside world.

At that moment, I was convinced that the dancing girls were at the center of a civilization. Efforts and aesthetics were put into that core, enriching the tradition, bringing growing, glowing, enchanting, fascinating, enlightening things to those who were fortunate enough to be involved.

That vivid sense of the reality of a beautiful civilization never left me, and it is with me today.


masami said...

You can feel the dancing girls in your soul and spread the imagination.
I think that is your fortune.

Utako said...

That's right...
It might be unpleasant for people who want to keep tradition as purely as possible, but it is true that sightseeing and theatergoing stimulate tradition, and create traditional forms living. Being involved in such forms is a special event for us too. The essay about Kabuki written in recent weekly magazine "Sunday Mainichi" is interesting. It tells us something essential for life.

Somehow I was taken with hula dance from six years old to around ten years old. The random dance clicked with my family ever so much. Later, "Hulagirl" (Japanese film, 2006)told me why I was so fascinated with hula. The unique flowing physical movement to the music works magic with both dancers and spectators... itching for life.