Some times when I see the ballet dancer's alternate projects I think I'm watching some almost-porn short-film or a french movie. But I've been thinking about that and this is my conclusion: Dancers are so conscious of their bodies, they control their art instrument so well that all this sensuality is somehow a natural consequence. Just like when you go to the opera and you find yourself watching Britten's Death in Venice. Or you look at this short film of a dutch ballet dancer.
"My Body Sleeps"
Director Christian Oita / Performer Marijn Rademaker