(or the Ballet Russes photos I took from places)

Recently my friend or rather a personal hero of mine named Millicent messaged me a photo of the Ballet Russes that included Massine and Stravinsky: who are the others.

I should really let people know not to ask questions like that because down the rabbit hole I went and my idea of a rabbit hole is like the 2nd floor of a kappa alfa house: it all ends up shoved in a drawer and never spoken of again on top of it. But rabbit hole sweet rabbit hole…without you there would be no This Is Not Swan Lake, no Sacre collections, no fried hard drive from an old Samsung lap top circa 2009.

Of course, there are so many Ballet Russes photos which I managed to get somewhat in order over the years many of which are taken at train stations, airports ships and an occasional car. Also I have about 40 performance shots but lets start with 3 “scowling Stravinsky” images. Have a look and keep scrolling away for more likely mislabeled photos of the best thing France ever did to Russia. Amusez-vous.

“scowling Igor”

And these are just the posed photos. There are so many more but I must close here for now so that it will be half finished. Far be it for me to anything correctly.

Your favorite f*ckup,

Fatova