Down at the Lake

Chloe Misseldine returns to the lake with American Ballet Theatre

Inner stillness, line, musicality, and an almost uncanny harmony of movement—all qualities I was struck by today in Chloe Misseldine's performance of Odette/Odile in Swan Lake, at American Ballet Theatre. Her fine partner was Aran Bell, who danced impeccably and sort of stood back, allowing Misseldine to do her thing. It's interesting. She doesn't act, exactly—it's more like her cells organize themselves in a way that tells the story through movement. I hate the idea of perfection, but there is something approaching flawlessness in her performance. I'll explore this more fully in The Hudson Review.