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The business… I’m not going to lie it frightens me. It reminds me of something like an outbreak of a contagious disease, some people will make it through, some better than others. On the other hand some may be sucked in to inexistence like they were never even born. No qualifications, no opportunities. They might as well work at the checkouts in ASDA. However the few that ‘make it’ are the lucky few: all the money, the recognition, the awards and the fame any man or woman could wish. That hard work all paid off. Now it’s time to have fun. However is that the most difficult part of an actor’s career?
Sergei Polunin is a ballet dancer, a beautiful one at that. The emotion he displays through his body does not even seem humanly possible. His talents are undeniably a gift from the dance heavens. You cannot deny he has a gift after I tell you he was one of the youngest ever principal dancers for the Royal ballet school. You wouldn’t even need to watch him dance if you heard that statement, would you?
I was transfixed by this dancer, he is so raw and honest. I instantly looked him up online first article I saw.
“Why did Sergei Polunin, a star of the Royal Ballet, give it all up at 21?”
Anger is one word you could use. Confusion is another. Why work so hard to just give up? None of it made sense. He was one of the youngest dancers ever to grace the pleasure of being a part of The Royal Ballet Company. He was insane! All the strain he put himself under. The pain surely it was worth it I contemplated.
“In a way I did feel the artist in me was dying a bit”
We suffer for art it’s what we agree to do but when the art suffers…well what happens then? The quote above was stated by Sergei in a BBC interview. After watching that interview I loved him more than ever. Sometimes-more than I like to probably want to imagine- I think the ones who made it, forget why they made it.
Art, Simple as.
Sergei still dances. In a less prestigious company? Yes. However it challenges him and he enjoys it. At the end of the day that is why we love it. We hate it but we love it. That pain. That good pain, that pays off. It’s worth it. We can’t lose sight of Art. Not through: friendships, money, vanity or just the crave of popularity. If we do the art suffers wither it may be: dance, song, poetry, drawing or acting. It’s hard to make it, but it’s even harder to walk away when you know the artist within you is suffering. We aren’t socialites we’re actors. Be brave, do what’s right and the outcome may become more satisfying than any recognition you could ever receive. If I end up on the streets of Broadway with seven jobs on the side but doing acting that is challenging me and makes me learn new things each and every day, then that’s hard to accept but okay. I don’t love the red carpet or the pay cheque. When asking someone why they want to be an actor and they say I want to be famous. Then they don’t want to be an actor they want to be famous. I don’t need an expensive car, a mansion, a designer closet or the red carpet. I need the stage. If that stage happens to be a well known stage let it be. Acting…simple as.