I go back to the Palais de Glace to enjoy the fiber exhibit that had caught my eye last week.
My tango mind engages my always cooperative imagination, but even more so when I am in Buenos Aires.
From afar, the latest fashion of “Comme il Faut” tango shoes tantalizes me.
Could the ceramic circles of Cristina del Castillo’s represent the circles on a milonga pista? I approach the pieces. I take photos. (Yes, this museum allows photo taking.) My tango mind spins:
“As couples begin the new tanda, my attention is drawn to the multiple invisible circles I visualize the couples making on the dance floor. Smaller ones revolve within bigger ones in a galaxy of spheres…Each of these small circle-couples rotates and pulsates with its own energy… Couples are like spheres floating around each other in the orbit of the biggest circle of all, the counter-clockwise line of dance….What balance and harmony! In the bohemia of the urban dance hall, our dance has a celestial quality, even if I do not see the stars from inside the temple. Tango circles; eternal cycles of life. (From: “In Strangers’ Arms: The magic of the Tango.”(Copyright (c) 2013 Beatriz Dujovne)