When first in New York, I worked at night as a dresser for NYCB and got my introduction to ballet that way.
I found this sketch in an old book of mine. I remember doing it of one of the corps girls waiting for her entrance in Nutcracker.
Over the years my love for ballet that I got in those days may have diminished a little, but it will never go away.
I look at the sketch and I can still recall the thrill of standing, when I had a chance, in the wings and see some wonderful dance.