Just got back from one of those magical nights in the theatre, when stillness is at the centre of the experience. Even more remarkable when it was an evening of dance at the London Coliseum, for a few days only. At the end of a brilliant performance, including the suicide scene from Mayerling, and Macmillan's Requiem, Carlos Acosta sat on a chair, under a spotlight for several minutes. Then he put on his shoes and picked up his bag and walked away, shattering me and reducing my companion to tears. A simple and heartfelt goodbye. Only I hope it isn't goodbye. Carlos Acosta really connected with the audience, as did the rest of the company and the wonderful Pegasus choir. Please all keep dancing and singing. We need art and beauty. More please Carlos.
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