In The Truman Show one day Truman comes to the edge of his world and discovers that the sky is actually a big domed wall.
Everyone told me tango is infinite. But one day I came to the end of infinity.
Tango is the infinite everything that can be experienced and expressed as a couple. But...there's a whole world of infinity beyond that: everything that can't be experienced and expressed as part of a couple.
I craved performing, too, I longed to perform, I dreamt of it like a cat dreams of a plump pigeon on the other side of the window. I'll do a little of it. But there's no one around with whom I could build a serious professional dance partnership. So I had to switch genres.
I yearned to teach. It was in my ancestral blood and in my stars and, most of all, it was in me. And the tango community remained persistently closed to that side of me, so I took that side of me elsewhere.
In the meantime, my ever-deepening internal focus saw that I as a solo artist had an infinite range of creative expression I needed to share with the world and could only do on my own.
They say it takes two to tango. I say, its infinity is its limitation.
So I paint.
I studied the ocean in a drop of water, and it was wonderful. But now it's time to swim in the whole ocean.
My son wants to be an astronaut. To go beyond where the sky ends and experience infinity for himself.
I want to be an astronaut too.