So often I see Flamenco dancers executing extraordinarily complex and fast-as-lightning footwork patterns, whipping their arms about in a frenzy, their wet hair clinging to their faces, chests heaving from exertion, jackets being tossed aside, but when I see their faces, look at their eyes, too often I see... nothing. I see no spirit, no emotion, no connection of their heart to their audience and, worse, no connection of their heart to themselves. What I do see is an exhibition, a proud display of their technique. A display designed to wow the audience with their technical expertise.
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Ricardo de Cristobal is a Master Flamenco Guitarist and Flamenco Historian with over 50 years experience in the art form. Archives
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