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I read this great article in last week's New Yorker about Mark Morris and the original version of Prokofiev's Romeo and Juliet: On Motifs of Shakespeare he has choreographed for a festival at Bard College. They talk to him as he is choreographing the pieces, his approach to dance and the dancers and all about Prokofiev and the ballet he wrote. Usually the articles I really love in the New Yorker and want to share with other people are available on line.
This time? No.
I was disappointed. If you get your paws on the article do read it. I may have to send this to my sister and my Mother. They would appreciate it. (My sister was a dancer for a long time -like me and my Mother knew Mark Morris when he was a very fey and excitable teenager who would refer to everything as being, "too decadent.")
The article is great because it talks a little bit about how Morris choreographs more with the body in mind than what looks light and pretty from the audience. So he has experimented and done some neat things that involve dancers showing more of their masculine or feminine side. (Like women lifting men or male Pas de Deux and using non-Balanchine dancer body-types)
For this ballet he has also wanted to convey more of the gauche and violent side of people. Openly dirty and sexy and with the people. I wish I could see this. It isn't going to be on tour in my neck of the woods. If it ever was I would be there in a New York minute.
I took my son to the park yesterday. Nice little park that has a pretty nice sand pit for kids to play in and there are some shovels and ratty old trucks for kids to play with. Senor Onion wasn't interested in the slides or swings but the sand pit was a winner. The only draw-back is that all the Moms seem to be models out of the J. Crew catalogue. They are tall, slender and have the same blonde hair-cut and clothes. At one point there were two blonde Moms pushing their little adopted brown babies on the baby swings whilst talking on their cell phones. And (to make it more amusing) they were both saying, "yeah, yeah, yeah, I know!" at the exact same time. Senor Onion had a nice time playing with a pair of twins who were a month older than him. They would dump sand into each other's shovels, bury the ratty trucks and say, "hiya" over and over. This is a nice bit of socializing. All the conversation with parents was done sort of by proxy through the kids. "How old is so and so?" "So and so is good at sharing isn't he"
I need to find the park for the short slightly fat brunette Mothers who like to read good books. I keep finding the J.Crew catalogue Mom parks. To quote Betty MacDonald on standing next to a super glamorous woman; "I felt like a hot hygiene teacher. A hot hygiene teacher in an ugly tan knitted suit, the wrong shoes and no husband."
Today Senor Onion and I met up with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
meowlet at Sweet and Savory for delicious food and conversation about bad movies we love, good books, other people we know and houses we like. We also had a nice walk around the Mt. Baker neighborhood.
I think for dinner I will cook up some salmon. Who doesn't enjoy a bit of good fish. Maybe I will serve it with a bit of pesto.
This time? No.
I was disappointed. If you get your paws on the article do read it. I may have to send this to my sister and my Mother. They would appreciate it. (My sister was a dancer for a long time -like me and my Mother knew Mark Morris when he was a very fey and excitable teenager who would refer to everything as being, "too decadent.")
The article is great because it talks a little bit about how Morris choreographs more with the body in mind than what looks light and pretty from the audience. So he has experimented and done some neat things that involve dancers showing more of their masculine or feminine side. (Like women lifting men or male Pas de Deux and using non-Balanchine dancer body-types)
For this ballet he has also wanted to convey more of the gauche and violent side of people. Openly dirty and sexy and with the people. I wish I could see this. It isn't going to be on tour in my neck of the woods. If it ever was I would be there in a New York minute.
I took my son to the park yesterday. Nice little park that has a pretty nice sand pit for kids to play in and there are some shovels and ratty old trucks for kids to play with. Senor Onion wasn't interested in the slides or swings but the sand pit was a winner. The only draw-back is that all the Moms seem to be models out of the J. Crew catalogue. They are tall, slender and have the same blonde hair-cut and clothes. At one point there were two blonde Moms pushing their little adopted brown babies on the baby swings whilst talking on their cell phones. And (to make it more amusing) they were both saying, "yeah, yeah, yeah, I know!" at the exact same time. Senor Onion had a nice time playing with a pair of twins who were a month older than him. They would dump sand into each other's shovels, bury the ratty trucks and say, "hiya" over and over. This is a nice bit of socializing. All the conversation with parents was done sort of by proxy through the kids. "How old is so and so?" "So and so is good at sharing isn't he"
I need to find the park for the short slightly fat brunette Mothers who like to read good books. I keep finding the J.Crew catalogue Mom parks. To quote Betty MacDonald on standing next to a super glamorous woman; "I felt like a hot hygiene teacher. A hot hygiene teacher in an ugly tan knitted suit, the wrong shoes and no husband."
Today Senor Onion and I met up with
meowlet at Sweet and Savory for delicious food and conversation about bad movies we love, good books, other people we know and houses we like. We also had a nice walk around the Mt. Baker neighborhood.I think for dinner I will cook up some salmon. Who doesn't enjoy a bit of good fish. Maybe I will serve it with a bit of pesto.
