http://www.ismeneb.co.uk/
You first click on the pretty opening picture. Next, click on anything that clicks, and you'll get to a practical list of what seems hundreds of writings. An interesting comparison of ABT vs NYCB in 1998, for instance. And there is more than just Telegraph articles.
One of the site's recent gems is her Dance Now article on Johan Kobborg's Bolshoi production of La Sylphide. It includes interviews with Mr. Kobborg and others, including his unexpected Sylph choices, Osipova and Krysanova. Ms. Osipova on Mr. Kobborg:
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...But I wasn't expecting him to give us such freedom in our interpretations. Johan is such a clever man that he
helped me to search and find my own way, he wasn't pushing us to be these unearthly creatures. He said here is
James and you are his dream. You are the embodiment of what he dreams of. So you can be totally different, very
feminine and very desirable from James's point of view. In a certain sense, she IS playing with him, because she
was probably with him all his life from his childhood, but she chose to turn up on his wedding day! So I'm sure
she came with bad intentions! But at the same time she is a fairy and she doesn't understand how serious the results can be.
helped me to search and find my own way, he wasn't pushing us to be these unearthly creatures. He said here is
James and you are his dream. You are the embodiment of what he dreams of. So you can be totally different, very
feminine and very desirable from James's point of view. In a certain sense, she IS playing with him, because she
was probably with him all his life from his childhood, but she chose to turn up on his wedding day! So I'm sure
she came with bad intentions! But at the same time she is a fairy and she doesn't understand how serious the results can be.
The essay concludes with Ms. Brown's take on the development of a vocal anti-Osipova faction in Moscow:
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The Vremya Novosti critic Anna Gordeeva wrote that the wives and girlfriends of Moscow's businessmen sitting in the stalls were clutching their men to them, so shamelessly was Osipova flirting with the audience. Hostile as the comment was intended to be, it raised a vision of Russian businessmen escaping all their Effies in the stalls, and dashing out to chase Osipova through Theatre Square. I don’t think that critic realised she was acknowledging a true Sylphide.
