I’ve long felt that the Japanese concept of wabi-sabi applies perfectly to tango: an appreciation of the beauty in things which are imperfect and impermanent.
The impermanent part is obvious. A tanda is something you experience in the moment, and then it’s gone. While I’ve often wished I could bottle that feeling, it would remain impossible even if we could crack the chemistry – because the fleeting nature of dance is part of the very essence of the experience …
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