This little girl is 7 years old. Her performance is followed by a 5-year-old boy.
I didn’t know what to think about this. On the one hand, her dancing ability is quite amazing. Would I want my daughter, at 7 or even 17 dancing like this in public? I think not. But it brought to mind an argument PD and I had early on in our relationship. One that has never been completely settled between us. It had to do with nudity depicted as art. He saw no difference between a centerfold in a men’s magazine and Master’s painting of a nude woman reclining on a brocade settee.
I’m going to leave this open for discussion. How do you differentiate between what is art and what is not – whether it be the Art of Dance or Painting or Photography or Literature or Music or something else?