31 Δεκ 2009
αποχαιρετισμός
and was bound to catch us before we reached heaven.Naturally,now that i look back on it,this is only death:death will overtake us before heaven."
jack kerouac
on the road
μας λείπεις πολύ motorik VELorama
19 Νοε 2009
stood aside
17 Νοε 2009
16 Νοε 2009
the art of being invisible
6 Νοε 2009
η αόρατη απειλή
28 Οκτ 2009
11 Οκτ 2009
5 Οκτ 2009
30 Σεπ 2009
παγερή σιωπή
28 Σεπ 2009
αποχή
24 Σεπ 2009
11 Σεπ 2009
nostalgic silence
3 Σεπ 2009
29 Ιουλ 2009
6 Ιουλ 2009
2 Ιουλ 2009
Wuppertal obituary
Bausch was born on July 27,1940(five years before word-war II comes to an end).She grew up in Solingen,a city that tried to heal the wounds of a catastrophic war,within a family that struggled to make a living.She studied at the Essen Folkwang School where Kurt Yooss became the catalytic factor of her perception of dance(dance with a message).She was trained in a mixed technique of ballet and modern dance and she quickly stood out from the rest of the class."Her stark,eartbound personality,the stare of her eyes which always seemed to look under the surface of things to reveal the innermost sorrow and pity and the massive weight of each of her movements made it impossible to overlook her".She moved to New York with a scholarship where she studied with Antony Tudor,Jose Limon,Paul Taylor and many othes.In 1973,she took over the artistic direction of the then-called Wuppertal Opera Ballet and she tried to create her own codes in order to express her conception of the world around her.The subject matter of her work identified by Norbert Servos is the following:"Her pieces deal with love and fear,longing and loneliness,frustration and terror.Man's exploitation of man(and in particular,man's expoitation of women) in world made to conform to the former's ideas),about remembering and forgetting.They are aware of the difficulties of human coexistence and seek ways to reduce the distance between two or more individuals".But could her work be considered political?The Bausch herself denies that,by pointing out that "there are no political references or comments in my work".Pina studied in depth and in details the 'characters' of her pieces influenced by the psychological portraits of Antony Tudor as well as the analysis and continuous observation of the social web.She supported that her "pieces grow from inside out" while in one of her interviews she confessed that "the steps have always come from somewhere else.They never came from the legs.And working on the movements we always do that in between.And then we're alays making little dance phrases which we keep in mind.In earlier days i may have still started with a movement out of worry or panic,and dodged the question.Nowadays i start with the questions".Bausch used to say repeatedly that she is "not interested in how people move,but in what moves them".Hypocrites,well-disposed,living in fake state of awareness.Pesronalities that are about to fall apart from second to second,insecure and blunderers,capable of saying the wrong things in the wrong time.Her heroes were vulnerable,imperfect,children trapped in adult bodies.Scenes which cause melancholy,sadness,pain and inevitably driving the audience to recall personal memories that often cause uneasiness and bitterness.Not to mention that she has been accused as a "pornographer of pain"....Apart from enemies,Bausch has of course a fanatic audience around the world.Richard Siks considers that her contribution to dance is a process not a product:dancetheatre is in constant state of change..and poorer now that dancetheater's pioneer passed away....
farewell Pina
30 Ιουν 2009
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25 Ιουν 2009
Habemus Papam,Walter
DPA, TAIPEI
Monday, Jul 04, 2005, Page 3
Two Taiwanese who met on the Internet have committed suicide together in the latest case of "Internet suicide," a newspaper said yesterday.
Liang Yi-chun, 25, and Chen Chen-kai, 21, were found dead at Liang's apartment Saturday in Kaohsiung, southern Taiwan, by Liang's boyfriend. The two had died from burning charcoal, the Chinese-language United Daily News said.
"Liang's boyfriend told police that Liang has been suicidal for a long time and recently met a man on the Internet who also wanted to commit suicide," the paper said.
Liang left a suicide note saying she killed herself because "it is painful to be alive."
In her diary, she mentioned that she had met a man who had "the same purpose."
So-called Internet suicides began in Japan and have spread to Taiwan, South Korea and China.
Since January, Taiwan has reported a dozen cases, and Taiwan police have shut down several suicide Web sites.
Taiwan has one of the highest suicide rates in Asia. Last year, 3,468 Taiwanese took their own lives, averaging 10 suicides per day or one suicide every two and a half hours.
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22 Ιουν 2009
fire walk with me
PARADISE LOST (μέρος πρώτο)
οι ταινίες του Wong Kar Wai
οι πατημασιές πάνω στο χιόνι
οι μυρωδιά του δέρματός αυτού που αγαπώ
να βρίσκεις ένα πεταμένο θησαυρό στα σκουπίδια
η περιπλάνηση με το ποδήλατο σε άγνωστες γωνιές της πόλης
όταν ξυπνάς μέσα στο αεροπλάνο και μπορείς να αγγίξεις τα σύννεφα
να τρως καρπούζι με χέρι που μυρίζει αντιηλιακό στη παραλία
να είσαι εκεί όταν σε χρειάζεται ένας φίλος
τα μακαρόνια με κυμά
οι πρώτες σεξουαλικές συνευρέσεις με αυτόν που ποθείς
η επικοινωνία με τους συναδέλφους πάνω στη σκηνή
τα ξαφνικά φλασμπάκ από τη παιδική ηλικία
το χουρχουριτό του Μίο
ο ιδρώτας που κυλάει στο σώμα μετά τη προπόνηση
όταν έχω πιεί πολύ αλλά όχι αρκετά
ο κόσμος του Murakami
ο 'επιληπτικός' ήχος του μπάσου
όταν από μονάδα αφομιώνεσαι στο πλήθος
το νοτισμένο χώμα
όταν το βαπόρι σχίζει τη θάλασσα,είμαι στη πλώρη
και σταγόνες σαν ντούζ
πέφτουν στο πρόσωπο
μου
heaven is the feeling I get in your arms
13 Ιουν 2009
8 Ιουν 2009
7 Ιουν 2009
5 Ιουν 2009
28 Μαΐ 2009
15 Μαΐ 2009
2 Μαΐ 2009
amen
30 Απρ 2009
προς μία πραγματική νιότη
26 Απρ 2009
25 Απρ 2009
i won't rest until i forget about it
είμαστε στριμωγμένοι
δώσε μου ένα ντορίτος
σπιντάρουμε και τους προσπερνάμε
φοβήθηκαν
γέλια
κάνουμε μία στάση-συνεχίζουμε
μας πιάνει το φανάρι
η Πειραιώς άδεια
συνεχίζουμε να ανεβαίνουμε
οι ήχοι τους μας ακολουθούν
πώς προφέρονται αυτοί
ζίου ζίου
τους είχα δεί λάιβ πριν κάποια χρόνια
19 Απρ 2009
16 Απρ 2009
12 Απρ 2009
sunday afternoon
3 Απρ 2009
1 Απρ 2009
30 Μαρ 2009
23 Μαρ 2009
20 Μαρ 2009
WHAT I BELIEVE
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i believe in the forgotten runways of Wake Island,pointing towards the Pacifics of our imaginations.
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i believe in madness,in the truth of the inexplicable,in the common sence of stones,in the lunacy of flowers,in the disease stored up for the human race by Apollo astronauts.
i believe in nothing
i believe in flight,in the beauty of the wing,in the beauty of everything tha has ever flown,in the stone thrown by a small child that carries with it the wisdom of statesmen and midwives.
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i believe in the gentleness of the surgeon's knife,in the limitless geometry of the cinema screen,in the hidden universe within supermarkets,in the loneliness of the sun,in the garrulousness of planets,in the repetitiveness of ourselves,in the inexistence of the universe and the boredom of the atom.
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i believe in the non existence of the past,in the death of the future,and the infinite possibilities of the present.
i believe in the derangement of the sences:in Rimbaud.William Burroughs.Huysmans,Genet,Celine,Swift,Defoe,Carroll,Coleridge,Kafka.
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I BELIEVE IN THE NEXT FIVE MINUTES.
i believe in the history of my feet.
i believe in anxiety,psychosis and despair.
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i believe in the death of emotions and the triumph of imagination.
i believe in Tokio,Benidorm,La Grand Motte,Wake Island,Eniwetok,Dealey Plaza.
i believe in alcoholism,venereal disease,fever and exhaustion.I believe in pain.I believe in despair.I believe in all children.
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i believe all excuses
i believe all reasons
i belive all hallucinations
i believe all anger
i believe all mythologies,memories,lies,fantasies,evasions.
i believe in the mystery and the melancholy of a hand,in the kindness of trees,in the wisdom of light.
J.G BALLARD
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14 Μαρ 2009
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6 Μαρ 2009
4 Μαρ 2009
1 Μαρ 2009
26 Φεβ 2009
εκκεντρικός λεηλατητής
λοιπόν μή μου αρνείσθε να μου πείτε το αντικείμενο,παρακαλώ,του πυρετού σας,του βλέμματός σας πάνω μου,τον λόγο να μου τον πείτε και αν το ζήτημα είναι να μην πληγώσετε καθόλου την αξιοπρέπειά σας,ε λοιπόν,πείτε τον όπως όταν τον λέμε σ'ένα δέντρο,ή μπροστά στον τοίχο μιας φυλακής,ή μέσα στη μοναξιά ενός κάμπου με βαμβάκι όπου κάνουμε τον περίπατο μας,γυμνοί τη νύχτα.Να μου τον πείτε χωρίς καν να με κοιτάξετε.