Monday, November 18, 2019

Ballet in the Morning

On Sunday morning my cousin Gail, her friend Annette, my friend Alejandro, and I went to a performance of the Ballet Folklórico at Mexico City's Palace of Fine Arts.


I had purchased the tickets earlier this month, and we had excellent seats in the center section just a few rows back from the stage.  The gentleman at the ticket window had said "The best seats in the house", and he was certainly correct.

The beautiful theater which dates back to the 1930s boasts a Tiffany glass stage curtain with a painting of the snow-covered volcanoes Iztaccíhuatl and Popocatépetl.


No matter how many times I see the Ballet Folklórico (and the first time was way back in 1971 when I was in college, and the ballet came to Cleveland for a performance) I never fail to enjoy the performance.  It is a spectacular presentation of the folk music, dances, and costumes of the regions of Mexico.

  

The dances of the "Matachines" harken back to the ceremonies of pre-Hispanic Mexico.