Dancing the Flamenco
Since a little girl, I have wanted to be a dancer. I always tapdanced and did ballet. As I grew up in an artistic family where both of my parents are musical and artistic, a father who is a jazz musician and a visual artist a mother who is a classical singer. I guess it was meant to be that I became a jazz vocalist. I was very young when I started to perform professionally for public stages at the age of fourteen.
Dancing always stayed in my spiritual state. I started to take serious flamenco lessons when I turned twenty-one. I practiced for more than four years every day and sometimes took three classes a week merely to practice my skills. Once a week after work, I moved to a small studio in Amsterdam just to dance.
Throughout that time my beloved father was very ill and passed away in his sleep when I was twenty-five. At that time looking back perhaps it was a better idea to give up the flamenco dancing. I have chosen a career as a jazz vocalist. Is it maybe excuse that I already knew a lot of jazz musicians and I had many business contacts? Still, it was very hard and for me with my father not being around missing his guidance and support. I was feeling isolated, lost and alone.
Technically speaking I can sum up in three words that in January 2002 the euro coin was brought into Europe, we all were half paid. People hardly listen to jazz and most of the time are talking during the concerts that in the final stage. I was so fed up with the jazz music and all the problems the business created for me that after nine years working for myself, I was so very disappointed and unhappy. I decided to give up my singing career. I have no regrets.
As an artist, I want to continue my art. At the moment I am working to make an art video using vision, technique and flamenco skills.