"Wanting It All"
When I was 6 years old, I dreamt of being a ballerina. I had a small jewelry box, when opened, it played music and a tiny ballerina would spring up and dance. My playmate, Junior (I honestly don't remember his real name) and I would spend hours playing, he with his toy cowboys and indians, and me with my music box. One day, I remember saying "when I grow up, I want to be a ballerina", to which he quickly responded "no you don't because everyone will see your underwear". I have to say, at age 6, this realization broke my heart. Although I am not disappointed with my life or the experiences I've had, or the places I've been, or the amazing, people who are in my life today, I do think back on that little girl's dream.
Recently I came across this child's jewelry box with the tiny ballerina, and I was instantly taken back to that day many years ago. I titled the piece "Wanting It All" because sometimes I wonder about the road(s) not taken.
Difficult to photograph because the box is small (10"x10"x4"). Ceramic doll hands reaching out of a beautiful Italian garden scene, mirrors all around and a tiny ballerina in the corner dances endlessly trying to 'have it all'.
