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Interview with Vladimir Malakhov
I cannot jump like a cat anymore. But I've learned to do other things to replace the cat's jump. A true artist knows how to transform that leap into another type of expression, so that the choreographers see it and develop it according to what you know or can do now.
A bad artist is left with the badly jumped cat jump.
I no longer jump, but I look for other tools to replace that jump.
It is impossible not to feel physical pain. Every time I dance, I feel an immense pain. If the performance is a success, if the audience applauds and manages to grasp what Vladimir Malakhov is transmitting, I immediately forget that pain. Pain is a tool to express what I want. And if the audience receives my pain, which they do not know, with joy, I also endure my pain with joy.
For me, the figure is very important. For a dancer, his figure is important. I believe that keeping fit is an offering of respect to the public, to my people, to my admirers.
I'm happy when I can be with the people I love. When people love me, that's the place I call home. It is not a physical place; it may be, perhaps, a state of mind.
I am a perfectionist with all my heart and soul. My dream has always been to dance the way Maria Callas sang. Many times they have compared my legs with those of Marlene Dietrich, they have compared me with Nureyev. And I have asked: what about Vladimir Malakhov? I told myself: I am Vladimir Malakhov, I am no more nor less than Malakhov. And to keep that name, that mark, Malakhov, is what I strive for.
Again, I will answer the questions they asked me: Bolshoi: great, the world; Berlin: home; Holguín: my second home.