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Scanning Old Photos

I've been going through old photographs and scanning those I want to keep forever and ever into my BACKUP hard drive. :-)

Lo! And Behold! I came across some old photos from my belly dancing days. There are lots more, but most haven't surfaced yet. Some blasts from the past to enjoy and share my melancholy over:

This is scanned from one of my old business cards:

This is the first costume I ever made, appearing in the first photo shoot I was ever invited to:


This is a later business card:

Here is a photo of the specialty dance troupe I was with for a while. Each of us specializes in a particular prop/symbolism form. I'm the one in white:

This is a photo shoot for a costumer... the costume is a hand-made Madame Abla design. Back in the day, a costume like this sold for about $2K:

Here I am doing one of my specialties: those are candles in my hands. The candles lay on the palms while some rather intricate arm motions and body turns are manuvered. There are about 8 million photos of me doing this type of dance, but i can't find a single on "in action:"


Here I am with the other part of that specialty: a tray of lit candles on my head. The candles aren't secured to the tray in any way, they aren't in jars or anything. There are about 20 votives on there, just sitting there, lit. This is a horribly unflattering shot (but I'm TOTALLY getting ready to do something AMAZING with that tray on my head), but you can see that I am truly dancing without managing to also become Belly Dancer En Flambe.


Here's a flyer for a twice-monthly show my partner and I had for almost a year at a local coffee house. We had guest dancers, musicians, and everything!


Here I am again with the candles, this time both in my hands and on my head. Another unflattering shot, but that's the problem with belly dance - we're always doing something with out bellies and if you catch a still shot of us it just looks weird. I'm "camel walking" in this one, which is a walk that begins in the abdomen and is powered by throwing one's pelvis over, down, up, and back over in a sort of sideways "O" movement:


Awwww. Memory Lane is so fun!