I hate physics. It was my WORST subject in school. I was awesome at other sciences, but physics… nope. I teach ballet, I teach movement, physics SHOULD make sense to me. But nope. I still stink at it.
I do know that “for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction”. Because to make something so beautiful and elegant I NEED to have an equally ugly and klutzy action to go with it. Check. I totally busted my leg open on a piece of driftwood at the session. So, for as beautiful as this image is, there’s an equally UGLY wound on my lower left ankle.
It’s all just physics, really.