Things
that suck: rejection, injury, failed experiments, freezing your butt off, wasting
money, personal drama. I've had to deal
with all of these in the past month, and it got me really down. Now I'm not going into details about every
little thing, but I did want to write about the epiphanies that came from this
low point. First, I'm going to recommend
Trixie Little's blog post about rejection and the artistic process. Really you could just read her post, but I
want to bring in my newbie perspective.
I was
particularly bummed by a recent double whammy of rejection. The Companion and I had spent our Christmas
Eve putting the final touches on costumes, and I really wanted to perform
more. You see, the anniversary of my
solo debut was fast approaching. Its success
had one downside: the resulting high expectations. I developed an anxiety over losing momentum
and started to question my ability to put together a successful burlesque
routine on my own.
Once I got
over my disappointment and fears, I thought about what could be improved. Just as the time an unpleasant costuming
experience made me realize that I should put less emphasis on cosplay, the
obstacles would give way to an epiphany.
I knew that both routines needed more work, but more than that, I realized
that I needed to slow the heck down.
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| I thought this photo from Dallas Comic Con: Fan Days with the Mandalorian Mercs fit the mood of this post pretty well. |
"Quantity
over quality" seems like an easy-to-follow adage for burlesque. However, when ideas and themed shows pop up
all of the place, the temptation to create a new act before finishing the one
you're working on can be difficult to resist.
Some performers can churn out routines quickly, but I'm not one. Moreover, as a mostly nerdlesque dancer, I
can easily fall into the trap of creating an act that lacks versatility (and
that is unacceptable for my budget). My epiphany
taught me that in order to slow down, I had to stop myself from chasing the new
ideas and focus on improving what I have.
The right show will come; I just need to be ready and the best that I
can be.
There was
one exception I was willing to make.
There was an upcoming audition that I could not resist, and I promised
myself that I would keep it light and fun (okay there was some social
commentary, but that's my version of fun).
Then I hurt my back. After
further aggravating my injury at work, I decided to halt all dancing, be it
class, rehearsal, or choreographing.
Perhaps this was a sign that I shouldn't try to cheat on my new
resolution.
Both the
rejections and the injury revealed something else: burlesque is not my
life. What helped me get over the sting
of rejection and all the other bad things going on was watching the Winter X
Games. I had been focusing a lot on
burlesque the past year, and while it's been fun, I realized that I neglected
two of my greatest passions—writing and action sports— and friends who are not
connected to the scene. Taking a break
meant that I could devote time to other things and not be burned out from
burlesque.
Now I'm
recharged and ready to work my butt off in improving the acts I started last
year. I've just returned to dancing and
will stage kittening at the Dallas Burlesque Festival on Saturday (and showing my support Friday night).
When you go big, you fall hard. But just like my favorite athletes, I learned to get up, dust myself off, and give it another go.
