Chapter 12 My final season at San Francisco Ballet
My Final Season At The San Francisco Ballet
Michael wanted a black dancer. Since he felt that my skin did not read black enough under the bright lights, he hired Paul Russell, formerly with Dance Theater of Harlem, not ever realizing that Paul would help bring his position as director of San Francisco Ballet to an end.
After a couple of seasons, Michael was dissatisfied with Paul’s performance. He prolonged his contract one last year to give him a chance to plan for his future. Paul, who assumed the position of union representative (we were all protected by AGMA (American Guild of Musical Artists)), worked his way up to the administrative level of the union by allegedly performing sexual favors for the right people, and additionally, began a series of intrigues against Michael…