Showing posts with label all saint's day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label all saint's day. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

all saints' day

no man is an island entire of itself; every man
is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;
if a clod be washed away by the sea, europe
is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
well as any manner of thy friends or of thine
own were; any man’s death diminishes me,
because I am involved in mankind.
and therefore never send to know for whom
the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

john donne, meditation xvii, from devotions upon emergent occasions together with death's duel



 chanda's jack o'lantern.

 putting the finishing touches on her jack o'lantern . . 

 our neighbor, victoria, came over for lunch today. we talked about yesterday's terrorist incident and how she had been in nice for the attack there on bastille day . . both so frightening.  she felt so sad for the people who were hurt. they were from argentina and belgium and i felt how their stories touched her deeply. we talked for quite awhile about it and then discussed her new photography work and film work that she's beginning. she found some old movies she had made in the '70's that she had transferred to dvd. she gave us one to watch and i look forward to seeing it with greg. they're short pieces, ranging from fifteen to thirty minutes long. she says the subjects are the same as what is being discussed today. when can we move on from it all, and grow more tolerant . . accepting? loving?

eating apple pie and pumpkin pie was part of the day.

the dresden semperoper ballett was at the joyce this evening. it was an amazing show with beautiful choreography and wonderfully strong dancers. our favorite piece was on the nature of daylight, a max richter composition (chanda danced to mercy for her modern dance show in june) with choreography by david dawson . . it was incredibly beautiful. afterwards, the artistic director of the company, aaron watkin, joined the associate director of the joyce, laura diffendorfer, for a discussion with the audience. i was impressed with his experience and the vision he has for his company. he talked about wanting his dancers to be versed in different techniques and to be able to move fluidly from one technique to the next. he also shared about working with william forsyth as a company member at ballet frankfurt and how for the first time his brain would be more tired than his body after hours of rehearsing. he also liked how forsyth saw a unique side to each dancer and how they were all so different which made for a diverse and exciting company. chanda found it interesting that in the classroom with his dancers he liked to work on the in between context of movements, not each movement individually, but how they connected and flowed together. she says that this is what she's currently working on with one of her teachers. (we all hear different parts of the conversation, though i suppose it relates to flowing from one technique to the other.)

----

there's a beautiful moon out tonight . . almost full . . but not quite. and it was cold today, so cold that we finally put the heat on.

Friday, November 1, 2013

day of the dead/all saint's day, more pumpkins, and a puppet show

 we began the morning with a poem celebrating november, and prayers for our loved ones who have passed away. (i liked reading about the preparations that residents of positano, italy were making on nicki's blog figs and lemons).

 at 9 am morgana left for her dance class, and chanda and i got ready to leave for a puppet show at the new vic theatre on 42nd street.

 though it poured while i walked the dog before leaving . . afterwards the sky was a beautiful blue in the west.

 
 we saw sleeping beauty performed by carlo colla and sons from milano. the puppets were hand carved with a minimum of six strings. the puppeteers created and worked their own puppets. the sets and costumes were incredibly sumptuous and elegant! it was an amazing show. rich. decadent. funny. serious. loud. beautiful.


check out the interview with piero from the company. 

 we walked home and passed the pumpkin patch at abingdon square park. 

they were supposedly giving away free pumpkins for you to carve and place on the grass. chanda missed out on doing it this year . . but maybe next.

 more pumpkins on stoops . .

 pumpkins looking frightened and surprised . . 

 pumpkins looking tired and squashed . . 

 pumpkins . . part of a scary scene!

what is in my refrigerator at home? two big pots of soup! this is what the girls had for dinner tonight. there's still lots left over. maybe you should come for dinner!


what is on my counter? leftover apple pie and pumpkin pie . . not for long!

 dances patrelle had their fall fundraiser this evening, in a large and lavish apartment on park avenue. i got there late (there was traffic everywhere and the 4, 5, 6 line was not running) and i left early and walked and walked until finally hopping on the bus down fifth avenue on the way home.

i stopped at eataly for a bowl of their zuppe de pesce (striped bass) and met juliet from santa fe. we had a fun conversation about brooklyn (the brooklyn museum currently has an exhibit of wangechi mutu's work which juliet encouraged me to see--museum info is here and a new york times article is here), busy manhattan (dance, theatre, art . . ), and whale watching in hawaii. the place was closing when i left, but i managed to get an espresso from the cafe before walking home through a downtown that felt like summer with everyone out and about. it's supposed to get cool again . . ha!, on sunday, according to the latest weather info from greg. however, the last time i checked the weather it was supposed to be warm for the next week and a half . . who knows what it'll do . .

----

i forgot to write that christine went home saturday afternoon. i went with her to penn station and waited in the (rather nice!) new jersey transit waiting lounge while eating annie's pretzels (i had salted and christine had cinnamon). then she wound her way through a skinny doorway amidst a very fat line of people bound for newark airport. and then she was back in denmark . . back in her castle home . . and back to work. until next time christine . .