|
Frank Augustyn didn’t sugarcoat anything in his autobiography. As evidence of Augustyn’s frankness, I extracted the below from his book:<P> <BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR> “Daniel Seillier practiced a finely tuned art of intimidation. I saw him hit people. I saw him take a lighted cigarette and place it under a student’s leg so that she or he would hold the leg up à la seconde. Linda Maybarduk, one of the students in class above me, complained one day that her foot was sore and she couldn’t do the class. Daniel got really upset, yelling and screaming—all in French, of course, because he refused to speak English. He emphasized that, in order to be a dancer, you have to be able to endure pain, and he took a darning needle that the girls used to darn the tips of their shoes, and he pinched the skin on his arm. He then took the needle and put it through the fold of his skin.” <HR></BLOCKQUOTE><P>It doesn’t get any more frank than that! What makes the above all the more disturbing was that Augustyn was reminiscing about his days at the National Ballet School. Augustyn also admitted to believing in spirits and claims to have seen a UFO! Given how small the dance world is, I was very surprised he revealed what has long been rumored: Karen Kain is far from sugar and spice and all things nice. I’m sure the powers to be that run the National Ballet of Canada are grooming her for the position of Artistic Director. A position I thought might one day go to Frank Augustyn. Given his strong people and communication skills, Augustyn would be a much better choice. I was surprised he didn’t make mention of such aspirations. I was also surprised by the lack of humor in the book. I expected much more. Perhaps there wasn’t anymore to relay. I was even more surprised so little was written of Kimberly Glasco given they worked together on a TV program called Footnotes. Overall it was a very good read—though it was a bit short at 277 pages. <P>------------------<BR>Michael Goldbarth
_________________ The world revolves around the beauty of the ballerina.
|