Voleos in Tango:Shape-changing and the Washing Machine.

I looked down at my Delicate Wash slowly sploshing around in the washing machine and last night’s tango class on Voleos came to mind.

I realized that for some of the time, I felt like that washing: out of shape, out of control and at the mercy of another force. This is me trying to do a voleo if I am not yet on my axis.

On the other hand, I can also have lovely moments of Here Am I Being the Rotor. This is when I am the rotor: on my axis, tall and straight, and rotating strongly and firmly and vertically.

I’ll go for the rotor anytime!