Word: nureyev
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...often limping at the end of rehearsal, Nureyev is aware that tune is intruding. "The years pass quickly. I am just starting to recognize right from left, and suddenly I have a slight anxiety that it will soon be over," he told TIME Staff Writer Joan Downs. "There are warning bells. My father said you don't see men dancing after...
Night after night Nureyev makes a reckless expenditure of resources that he claims casts off the restraints of the body. Supported by a handpicked, high-caliber company that includes Principal Ballerina Merle Park of the Royal Ballet, Modern Dancer-Choreographer Louis Falco and members of the Paul Taylor Dance Company, Nureyev has programmed an ambitious mix of diverse styles ranging from demi-pointe to barefoot. Not the least of the challenges are the rapid-fire transformations from Balanchine's neoclassical Apollo to the romantic rustic in Bournonville's pas de deux from the Flower Festival in Genzano...
Surprising Humility. Few artists successfully cross the frontier from classical to modern dance. Never has Nureyev's artistry been more tested than it is in Paul Taylor's Aureole, in which he must suspend the classical dancer's vertical impulse and substitute the modern dancer's low-lying weight shifts. Nureyev submits to the choreography with surprising humility, subduing his famous high-intensity powers of projection...
...years since he left Russia, Nureyev has grown rich, commanding up to $10,000 per performance. He is so famous that he cannot remember the last tune he met someone who had not heard of him. He loves the high life, is a ubiquitous guest at jet-set parties. Still, dance is never far from his thoughts. "Every book I read, every film I see, each time I go to the theater," he insists, "it is all to gather information pertinent to the dance. You have to stuff yourself...
...many ways Nureyev is more alone than he was on first coming to the West. He speaks wistfully of the beautiful rivers of Ufa, in Bashkir, where he spent his childhood. It is touching to hear him refer involuntarily to the Leningrad Kirov Ballet as "we." Nearing his peak, today Nureyev dances with the familiar bravado, but also a consistency he did not have ten years ago. Finally willing to jettison his princely plumage, he uncovered a gift for simplicity that makes it seem plausible he will some day be as relaxed dancing with his shoes...