The Problem Is Not Making Up The

I Have Been Very Lucky To Work In So Many New Ballets, But That Is What A Dancer's Work Is.

We Lived, Until I Was 12 Or So, In Communal Apartment With Five Different Families And The Same Kitchen, In Two Little - My Brother And Me And My Parents. It Was Hell, But It Was A Common Thing. My Father Was Not General Or Admiral, But He Was Colonel. He Was Teaching In Military Academy Military Topography.

I Cannot Belong To A Nonprofit Organization Because When You Receive Grants, You Have To Make Such Great Compromises With Your Artistic Plans.

I Was Very Restless. I Really Wanted To Be A Part Of A Kind Of A Progressive Society. I Was Fed Up With These Communist Doctrines And You Were Hassled All The Time With Members Of The Party Committee Who Were Kgb, What You Have To Do, Where In The West You Can Go Or Not To Go.

Working Is Living To Me.