"Born in 1950 in Novosil, between Moscow and the Black Sea, a town so small that circuses didn't stop there, Mr. Polunin got his first glimpse of clowns at the movies. But it wasn't the great Russian clowns - Karandash, Popov, Engibarov or Durov - who influenced him. It was Charlie Chaplin. "I was 12 when I saw "The Kid,' " he said. "I just loved him." After moving to St. Petersburg to study engineering to satisfy his mother ("First become an engineer, then you can become anything you want," she told him), he performed in music halls by night. When his mother saw her smiling son onstage, surrounded by beautiful women, as members of the audience leaped from their seats to applaud, she said: "All right. You don't have to be an engineer."" (NYT | Theater | A Late-Summer Blizzard Hits East 17th Street By LIESL SCHILLINGER )
:: note :: . . . how many of us take the courage to follow our dreams . . . the school ter...
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"Born in 1950 in Novosil, between Moscow and the Black Sea, a town so small that circuses didn't stop there, Mr. Polunin got his first glimpse of clowns at the movies. But it wasn't the great Russian clowns - Karandash, Popov, Engibarov or Durov - who influenced him. It was Charlie Chaplin. "I was 12 when I saw "The Kid,' " he said. "I just loved him." After moving to St. Petersburg to study engineering to satisfy his mother ("First become an engineer, then you can become anything you want," she told him), he performed in music halls by night. When his mother saw her smiling son onstage, surrounded by beautiful women, as members of the audience leaped from their seats to applaud, she said: "All right. You don't have to be an engineer."" (NYT | Theater | A Late-Summer Blizzard Hits East 17th Street By LIESL SCHILLINGER )
:: note :: . . . how many of us take the courage to follow our dreams . . . the school ter...
"In "Painting as an Art," Richard Wollheim identifies the experience of seeing-in as prior to representation, which involves the perception of, say, marks on a surface that can also be perceived as things apart from each other. This aspect of seeing-in is called twofoldedness; everyone knows this, for example, from the simple pleasure of looking at clouds and seeing people, animals, cars, etc. Wollheim insists that the experience of twofoldedness is not either/or, a switching back and forth from one image to another. Instead the viewer sees, experiences, and holds these images simultaneously. I wonder, however, if it's possible to experience trifoldedness, octafoldedness, or a multifoldedness wherein an image can provoke a number of simultaneous associations that the viewer holds, cycles through, balances and interrelates. An open image, then, would be most successful not only when it allowed viewers to see-in and experience a range of associations, but when the rang...
"It seems to me that there are three types of interpreters: those who just play the notes; those who try their best to follow exactly what the composer has written without suppressing their own personalities; and those who deliberately set out to make things sound "different" (although all three will tell you they belong to the second category). Gould did his damnedest to do things his own way, and often ignored composers' wishes. You can get away with this where Bach is concerned, because little is written in the score besides the notes (there are hardly any tempo markings, dynamics, slurs, or articulation signs)." (Angela Hewitt | Glenn Gould's Bach | The Times Literary Supplement )
:: note :: . . . find myself struggling to write about music . . . came across a musician reviewing a biography about a musician . . . hmm . . .
"Temple Concert"
8 pm
August 27 2004
Duane Dorgan (drums)
Ray Stephanson (keyboards)
  special guest: Melodie Stephanson * (voice)
1. Fuji Vu Yu
Stephanson
  (Three views from the mountain top.)
2. Art Auction Music Medley for a Deaf Audience
(Abdullah Ibrahim, Stephanson
  (Nobody listens except the musicians.)
3. Blue Joy
Stephanson
  (One who makes you happy.)
4. Truth About Ruth
Dorgan
  (The child cannot turn away from the mother's song, simple truth.)
5. Ryan's Mud Hut
Dorgan
  (Nephew Ryan rocks: in his village, his heart at the center solid)
6. Brasil Boogie
Stephanson
  (Steamy eros at the Amazon.)
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from Prologue: For Gavin, My Son
. . .
and even here you are the patient one
leading by gesture and grace
small arm raised from convulsions
soft hand touching my face
tiny fingers stroking my cheek
and a look   even here in hell
a look   from the mist of your
absence   of love.
( Body and Soul New and Selected Poems | John Livingstone Clark )
"The woman in black (or dark blue) enters in silence and stands beside a house projected on the wall. She bends her upper body to the ground and rises up repeating this movement again and again. Her untied black hair draws a parabola following the movement. The endless repetition is obsessive and insane. As time passing, it becomes a torture tearing at the heart of one who is watching. Is this act of bending and lifting an act of knocking in order to open the door? But what door? A silent scream fills the lungs urgently seeking release from this torture. The woman continues in silence. The economic and precise movement beats into the heart over and over again. She simply keeps repeating the action. The action is not only stronger than words but also honest and truthful. One cannot endure it, cannot pretend any more to be fine and happy with only a few problems. A deep pain surfaces revealing the other side, which has been hidden. Finally one admits and surrenders to her action. O...
. . . while away saw The Dumb Waiter/The Zoo Story Pinter/Albee by soulpepper . . . found that the performance of Albee reached deeper than the Pinter . . . most review (s) concur . . . wanted to see a respected canadian theater company approach Pinter especially having seen and worked with Henry Woolf and Susan Williamson a team of Pinter colleagues and performers extraordinaire . . . Pinter demands a sharp, ironic, dark, comic sensibility and a naive yet alienated impulse . . . Albee is far more straightforward - north american actors, directors and audiences seem to respond to the simple allegory and tragedy . . . power in directness . . . power through the indirect . . . it could have been a revealing twin bill but this would have required each piece to be shaped as parts of a whole rather than just two distinct acts . . . the possibility existed as the same two actors shared the roles . . . the two directors needed to collaborate more . . . it is in the courage to forcefully st...
:: note :: . . . Friday the 27th @ 8pm . . . will be an incredible evening of music . . . all welcome . . . 120 25th Street West . . . a two tone praire gothic structure (formally the Islamic Temple) . . . special voice guest Melodie Stephanson . . . years ago this duo inaugurated the temple concerts with a stunning collection of original compositions . . . hear more in this rare appearance . . .
"'Place is simply the projection of the internal state of the characters,'said Vancouver author Nancy Lee. In other words, it's a state of mind." (Is the Novel Dying? Don't write its ending yet, despite gloomy news from the U.S. In Vancouver Saturday, writers argued for 'emotional accuracy' and a sense of place. | The Tyee )
:: note :: . . . place is not simple . . . sense of place centers emotional accuracy . . . place is self . . . spent 14 days at another place and the self grows into other places . . . return to a certain disassociation . . . today a horrible auto/pedestrian accident left a body lying on the street . . . meters from the front door . . . my place was shaken . . . life is fragile and precious . . . give thanks . . .
. . . back . . . a most impressive exhibit . . . The Great Parade:Portrait of the Artist As Clown . . . a stunning perspective in a beautifu l building . . . watching my teenaged son wander parliament hill, the war museum, the national art gallery, museum of civilization and many other ottawa sites was exhilarating . . . his curiosity and sense of history defied the stereotype of his self-involved age . . . power to youth . . .
""There are knots, points of great condensation, places of high valuation, paths of decision or interpretation that are virtually unavoidable . . . which by an ominous and rigorous paradox confers on them an additionall authority, an influence, radiance or presence that leads their ghost to places where they are not and from which their ghost will never return. (The Deaths of Roland Barthes |The Work of Mourning | Jacques Derrida p. 56)
:: note :: . . . a new project takes shape . . . mask/music/place into images . . .
"At the same time, these tragic and brooding pictures are not just apocalyptic visions hatched inside the artist's feverish mind. They gain much of their baleful conviction from Kiefer's close and incessant scrutiny of the countryside around his home in an isolated village south of Frankfurt. Here he is able to witness the annual buning of stubble after the straw has been cut, and all his landscapes gain immensely from Kiefer's firsthand observation of nature. This familiarity with the precise formation of a ploughed furrow or a havested crop enables him to root even the most harrowing and trubulent paintings in a credible down-to-earth reality. " (richard cork | new spirit, new culture, new money: art in the 1980s | p. 38)
:: note :: . . . have carried the images of anselm kiefer, just beneath consciousness, for a few days now . . . the above quote doesn't relate to the posted picture but more to other images i've been harbouring but the posted...
". . .we decided to work together as a globally dispersed cyberformance company in order to undertake practical research into the collision of theatre and the internet and to create live performances in cyberspace." ( helen varley jamieson | comment in Avatar Theater and 'Time' | networked_performance )
:: note :: . . . blast theory, lag time, art mobs, avatar theater . . . oh yeah & godot arrives . . . the collision between theater and the internet . . .
Voodoo Bunny Series
Voodoo Bunny Series Artist & Story: Duane Dorgan Materials: water colours on paper . . . the music seemed to unfold as it had to each piece opening more and showing a bigger picture. It was an evening of completely original music. In the credits, the names of both composers appeared on all compositions. There were breath-taking solos by both. the four handed playing had a harmony and texture such that one could at times imagine hearing a cello or violins. At times trumpets, flutes and voices. There was no intermission. As this musical landscape opened there was more and more space. Voodoo Bunny Snowman Voodoo Bunny Silent Night Voodoo Bunny Mr. Frog at Home Voodoo Bunny Summer Voodoo Bunny Fall Voodoo Bunny Winter Voodoo Bunny Northern Lights Voodoo Bunny I hadn't seen Mr. Bunny for a couple years not since the new millenium I attended the concert at the invitation of a mutual friend.
korean traditonal songs
learned in korea are from a cultural asset - that is what i mean when i say korean traditional song.
those songs, it doesn't matter who you are, there is no room for returning songs (or energy) to me. i just burn my energy to produce the voice, songs - cleaning up who i am
but the other songs, singing a song is not a finished act. i don't burn my energy to produce the song, the energy is returned to me by singing. singing reproduces my energy or echoes back so, i am not emptying out myself, because of reproducing something, i am refilled.
i am burning my old energy and reproducing new energy, so i am refreshed and better
just like a blood
blood in our bodies.
(im from nyu)
:: note :: . . . inner listening . . . songs to grow by . . . the teaching songs . . . the air songs . . . those neuron passses . . .