On most days, performers are praised for their grace on stage. But I assure you that with a klutz such as myself, that grace can be lost within a blink of an eye. Having just celebrated International dance day, I took a trip down memory lane of my clumsiest theatre moments.
I know I don’t look particularly fit or athletic, but at this point, this is therapy. Pixie thoroughly enjoys the sessions too. (It’s taking a lot of courage for me to post these images.) This week I shared one of the biggest challenges I’ve been struggling with for most of my life. I described how... Continue Reading →
I think it's truly amazing how parents manage to instil in us 'loves' and 'passions' for a number of different things. I know I definitely got the love for music and dance from my parents, which seems to have been passed onto them by their parents and grandparents. It also seems that with each generation... Continue Reading →
A clumsy person might hope that being locked indoors as we currently are, would provide a safer environment and thus make us less prone to accidents. I'd like to be the one to debunk this theory, or at the very least put a dent in it. Putting a dent in things is somewhat of a... Continue Reading →
I don’t think I can call the page The Klutz Diaries without sharing a few episodes that show how truly clumsy I am. So here are some instances that have been so “traumatic”, they are still ingrained in my memory even though years have passed. I’m constantly tripping over here, there and everywhere; but when... Continue Reading →