Black-Out Ballet: The Invisible Woman of British Ballet

Mona Inglesby brought ballet to the masses - then vanished

In 2006 an elderly dancer died in Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex. She was 88, and had once been one of Britain's most recognised ballerinas. Why did she die in obscurity? Why is the great ballet company that she ran now a forgotten name? This was what I set out to explore in a BBC Radio 4 documentary which aired yesterday. Inglesby's story has the improbability of an epic. As a very young woman she defied wartime conditions to launch a major ballet company, which introduced the British public en masse to grand ballet.

Q&A Special: Choreographer & Ballet-Restorer Pierre Lacotte

How The Pharaoh's Daughter was raised from the dead by a world-renowned dance archaeologist

On 25 November cinemas all over Britain and overseas will host a live relay from the Bolshoi Ballet of a rampantly OTT and enormously entertaining ballet set in ancient Egypt, The Pharaoh's Daughter. It has mummies coming to life, English tourists in timewarps, frenzied cobras, underwater ballets, jaunty tunes, and phalanxes of delectable archeresses. The original ballet premiered exactly 150 years ago, and what you'll see is a recreation of the fantastical, surreal exotica of the kind of theatre provided at the dawn of classical ballet.

South Bank Show: The Male Dancer, Sky Arts 1

SOUTH BANK SHOW: Nureyev, Baryshnikov and Acosta make a superbly glamorous trio, but few new revelations

Nureyev, Baryshnikov and Acosta make a superbly glamorous trio, but few new revelations

Male dancers are a puzzle to British audiences, where they are an uncomplicated, taken-for-granted treasure in Latin or Slav countries. I point this out gratuitously, as it's a point that wasn't touched upon by Melvyn Bragg's film about three iconic men of ballet, Rudolf Nureyev, Mikhail Baryshnikov and Carlos Acosta.

Ballet industry demands end to "too-thin" dancers

Ballerina Tamara Rojo heads speakers at launch of new NHS initiative

Ballerina Tamara Rojo, director-designate of English National Ballet, is making waves even before she takes up her position in September. Next Monday she is a keynote speaker at a day of events at the Royal Society of Medicine launching the first-ever NHS treatment centre for injured dancers and rejecting the pressure for extreme thinness in performers.

Opinion: What ballet school is for

WHAT BALLET SCHOOL IS FOR: There are fewer than 300 ballet jobs in UK companies - is this why British dancers find themselves outnumbered?

There are fewer than 300 ballet jobs in UK companies - is this why British dancers find themselves outnumbered?

How many classical ballet dancing jobs, full-time, are there in Great Britain? I make it just 289. That's the Royal Ballet 94, English National Ballet 67, Birmingham Royal Ballet 57, Scottish Ballet 36, Northern Ballet 35. Rambert does sometimes take classically trained dancers: another 23. So, at a stretch, 312 full-time jobs for Britain's classical ballet graduates to be searching for a vacancy in. Moreover, a profession in which most are tenacious of their jobs, staying perhaps 10-plus years.

Russian Ballet Icons Gala: Celebrating Anna Pavlova, London Coliseum

Tip-top stars put on their best to impress the ghost of Ivy House in Golders Green

Fokine, the founding choreographer of the Ballets Russes, wrote on Anna Pavlova’s death, “Pavlova will be the dream of many generations, a dream of beauty, of the gladness of movement.” The superb array of international stars of ballet last night showing up at the Coliseum to honour Pavlova a century later had to set you thinking, all over again, about why this particular ballerina remains worldwide the epitome of what people imagine about the ballet.

2011: Ballerinas, Cuts and the Higgs Boson Theory

ISMENE BROWN'S 2011: Jolts and closures that questioned how people want their dance and what we should fight to keep

Jolts and closures in a year that questioned how people want their dance and what we should fight to keep

The year’s best arts story was not the cuts (which isn’t art, it’s politics), but the appearance in Edinburgh of a mysterious series of 10 magical little paper sculptures, smuggled into the city’s libraries by a booklover. No name, no Simon Cowell contract - it proved the innocent gloriousness of the human impulse to make art, a joy that has no expectation of reward but without which no existence is possible.