Special Guest Blogger: Isadora Duncan

And a-one, and a-two, and a one-two-three-four, one-two! Gorgeous, wasn’t it, the breath work and the power from the solar plexus with haunted gestures.
If you don't know me I was a dancer but not just any old dancer, rejecting classic ballet and dancing in my own way but prudish America wasn't ready for me and my style failed to impress so my family and I took the show on the road, well, a  boat actually, and and went abroad to  Europe where they were more appreciative of my style.
I was a smash hit, they were fascinated by my unconventional style and performed in London, Berlin, Salzburg and Vienna and gained such a level of fame for my expressive dance that artists and authors were inspired by my vision, creating sculptures, poetry, and paintings in my likeness.
I did have a fan in the writer George Bernard Shaw who i wrote to saying we should have a child together as with my body and his brains it would be a wonder baby, he brilliantly replied 'What if it had my body and your brains!'
I opened a dancing school in Moscow and in 1921 Russia was brand new. The communal school seemed right up my alley, revolutionary activists and students could attend for free. And of course, I met the poet, Sergei Aleksandrovich Yesenin, there.
I married him, and we started schools in the newly formed Soviet Union but as well as being rigid on their views on dancing in America, it was the time of the Red Scare and my timing kinda sucked because it was then that I chose to return for a tour in the United States, I was labeled a Bolshevik and raved against by the press who called me a traitor.
With hindsight I probably should have stuck with the dancing and not made speeches in favour of the new Soviet Union but i was so livid that my own country was hating on me and when the tour finished, i left and swore i would never return, and I didn't but i didn't have much choice in the matter.
While motoring around France, i stopped in to see my friend Mary Desti who gave me a beautiful, long scarf as a present and when she said i should wear a cape as the car was open topped, i said i had the scarf to keep me warm which i did right up until it got tangled in the spokes of the front wheel and broke my neck.
As i always said, my life was an odd dance, it had it up's and down's but it was never a walk in the park which would have been a lot less painful if that was what i had done that day.