With Elen Oriental, a member of The International Wonder Women Club.
Me, performing with my (Asi Askal) Peacock dress. What a show! There were smiles and tears – all genuine, visceral, naked. No masks are allowed on my stage. Photo by Elen Oriental.
The Selfie. Our official photographer, André Elbing, and me going nuts; Marta Korzum and Athena Najat trying to behave.
Improvising my first Turkish clarinet taksim with a fabulous musician. Photo by André Elbing.
Me and Prof Hassan Khalil, a gem in our Oriental Dance world. It´s rare to meet someone who knows about his craft in depth while keeping himself simple, humble, generous and kind. It´s impossible not to love someone who loves dance and dancers the way he does. Big source of inspiration. More about it later 😉
Flying on stage. Photo by André Elbing.
Waiting to be pampered at the Cemberlitas hammam, in Istanbul. Nothing relaxes me as a good, old (really old, in this case) traditional “hammam”.
Heading to the Grand Bazar, in Istanbul. Cairo all over again. And I wonder what makes a trip special? What turns moments into the tissue our hearts are made of? I usually travel for work, the work I always dreamt about doing: performing, teaching, lecturing, sharing my Vision of Egyptian Oriental Dance. But there´s so much more to it than just work. It´s the contact with different places, scents, mentalities and ways of living that melts our illusions and willingness to judge The Other. Among the diversity you see there´s no Other. Just different circumstances, social constructions, masks. But, deep inside, we´re all ONE. Loved Istanbul and Tarazade Festival. Loved every bit of the road and I´m ready to love what comes next even more, more lively and fearlessly. Feeling BLESSED. BEING. BLESSED.