Saturday, 10 May 2008

day 42

opera
we went to the opera today to see two mats ek works. the first one was made in 1978 and had tears, female betrayal, sexual repression and ultimately death. the second was made in 1997 when the world was a very different place: it had equality, dislocation, desperation, but possiblilities.

I remember meeting a woman on a plane once and telling her the story of Giselle - sex; betrayal; death; forgiveness; words that sum up what were then, common thematics. the thing about dance, is that because we always need to be ‘of the moment’, we are also victims of fashion, and becuase of that, our works can, on some level, also map fashion. or taste. or generalised beliefs.

opera
showing two works made twenty years apart was really interesting. gordon liked the first one, and I liked the second. but we both loved the little booth and the breathtaking ornamentation. paris opera has to be experienced at least once in your lifetime…

I'll try to come back and describe these works in the comments section later.











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2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I remember family slide nights in the 60s and early 70s. I remember that what were the memories of holidays were not the holidays themselves but the images that I sat through time and again. Maybe that is why I am not a good record taker. Do we look back on the memories or do we look back on the pictures alone?

11 May 2008 02:29  
Blogger clare in paris said...

to experience or to document? this poses such interesting questions about the media-saturated world that we have created, and are now part of.

is this exact question why I am in a field that cannot easily be documented? I suspect so. and I'm not alone in that. it also explains why my desire to make work that needs to be experienced is so insistent.

I have a memory of when I was three, riding on the back of a bike around a village in france. when mum showed me the photo I realised my memory had been constructed from her image - I was too young and had no visceral sensations of riding, just a visual snapshot constructed into a memory I believed I could remember...

21 May 2008 14:12  

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