Monday, February 28, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
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The cat and mouse
There was a mouse, it was gray smoke.
There was a cat, agile and red.
There was a seaport, it was crowded. The mouse
dark and the dark street.
The cat nibbling salmon pate.
well-dressed woman walking on the pier, down from bare boats to luxury. Designer sarongs on the narrow side, low waist. A node. Ankles and feet in order.
The mouse does not try anything. Crowds, noise and lights annoy.
There was the cat, red brick, with his hair a healthy shine.
A woman crouches, he sandals in hand, looking for something on the asphalt. She dropped an earring valued. But it is not gold. The mouse
at night in the harbor, is home. That there are males or females around, he slams.
And the cat. Which must have a master. But he's on his own.
She seems blind to how he uses his hands well. Scours the asphalt millimeter by millimeter by millimeter, it sifts through his fingers. Find the earring. Takes a breath. He gets up, thin, pushing down on his knees, and puts it in the hole with a precise gesture, one that you know by heart.
There was a cat, agile and red.
There was a seaport, it was crowded. The mouse
dark and the dark street.
The cat nibbling salmon pate.
well-dressed woman walking on the pier, down from bare boats to luxury. Designer sarongs on the narrow side, low waist. A node. Ankles and feet in order.
The mouse does not try anything. Crowds, noise and lights annoy.
There was the cat, red brick, with his hair a healthy shine.
A woman crouches, he sandals in hand, looking for something on the asphalt. She dropped an earring valued. But it is not gold. The mouse
at night in the harbor, is home. That there are males or females around, he slams.
And the cat. Which must have a master. But he's on his own.
She seems blind to how he uses his hands well. Scours the asphalt millimeter by millimeter by millimeter, it sifts through his fingers. Find the earring. Takes a breath. He gets up, thin, pushing down on his knees, and puts it in the hole with a precise gesture, one that you know by heart.
Blind.
In the dark the mice did not hurry. He calmly.
The cat is the woman's thigh. He rubs. One step forward, bare feet and ankles of a good man. Man looks at the lobe of his female, with satisfaction, as if he had mixed his own, with the clay. She smiles. The mouse
strip swollen. The cat
slipping fast.
The woman holding the lobe, as if he might lose it seriously this time. The ear, not the jewel. He kisses her. The move your hand.
There was the rat, and this darkness.
In the dark the mice did not hurry. He calmly.
The cat is the woman's thigh. He rubs. One step forward, bare feet and ankles of a good man. Man looks at the lobe of his female, with satisfaction, as if he had mixed his own, with the clay. She smiles. The mouse
strip swollen. The cat
slipping fast.
The woman holding the lobe, as if he might lose it seriously this time. The ear, not the jewel. He kisses her. The move your hand.
There was the rat, and this darkness.
The cat, who had never smelled a rat.
is a beautiful woman.
is a beautiful woman.
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This morning I woke up at dawn, there was a dream that slipped by all parties as if it were true. I was with a man who for ten years I have loved, or he loved me. It does not matter. Perfect for those that love never ends. A love without sex lasts forever. Sex in the eye, word, mouth, feet, voice, on the page, in miles, in the absence, waiting, in our time, strange and still. Everywhere.
In ever read.
Then instead of a summer evening, we are so happy and distracted to be able to do something normal for once. Do you?, And I'm going, so we take what is skinned and stuffed it into the body. We are from God
will end, you know? I Yes, I know. But I pretend not to hear. In fact ended.
Good.
But here, in the dream he was just very funny, as always. Why is desperate but not serious is derived mica, which is a marvel. And try their hands, and seeking the mouth, and we hide, and we have to laugh and laugh, in fact, it is night, it's warm. As always.
He cut his right cheek, knife blade type, accurate flaps, and the new red meat, a little, clean clean, from cheekbone to chin, and the little beard that galls, hot lips and bony hands, long fingers in his mouth, thinness, the greater the truth, and few years older than me that means nothing but it's really like, not be due to age of the person he likes, I do not know what it is, he always called me Baby, I love to be known as "Little.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
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Primitive Mysteries (1931)
Choreography, costume, lighting: Martha Graham.
Dancer: Martha Graham and her Group.
Music: Louis Horst.
Premiere: Maxine Craig Theatre, New York, February 2nd, 1931.
Photographs: click here , here , here , here , here .
Primitive Mysteries is a group work inspired by the Virgin Mary. Divided into three parts, 'Hymn to the Viring', 'Crucifixus' and 'Hosannah', it portrays crucial episodes from the Bible, such as the cucifixion and deposition of Christ, as experienced by the Virgin. The movement quality of the piece is very spare and minimal, with the Virgin often moving from a pose to another as in a tableau vivant. She is the core of the piece, even when she stands completely still, as in a part of section two. Her costume is made of white organdy and consists of a wide skirt that poetically floats as she moves, while the one of the Group is blue and its skirt is not as wide. The Group surrounds the Virgin and, in more than one case, moves in smaller groups of two, three or four. One of the most significant aspects of the choreography is the processional walk done at the beginning and end of each section. It is done in unison by all the dancers and in complete silence, so as to create the sacred atmosphere of the piece. The title, as well as the idea for this dance, came from Graham's study of Native American cultures in the North American Southwest.
Here the link to my interview to Susan Sentler Reconstructed who has the piece in More Than One occasion, for the historical project at Laban .
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choreography, costumes, lighting: Martha Graham.
Dancer: Martha Graham and his Group (group).
Music: Louis Horst.
First performance: Maxine Craig Theatre, New York, February 2, 1931.
Photos: click here , here, here, here , here.
Primitive Mysteries is a group dance inspired by the Virgin Mary. Divided into three parts, 'Hymn to the Viring', 'Crucifixus' and 'Hosannah', depicts the crucial aspects of the Bible as the Crucifixion and Deposition of Christ, who lived from the perspective of the Virgin. The quality of the movement of the piece is simple and minimal, with the Virgin who moves from one pose to another as in a tableau vivant. She is the heart of the piece, even when it is completely stopped for part of the second section. His costume is made of white organza and is developing into a wide skirt that floats poetically in his movements, while the Group is blue and her skirt is not as wide. The surrounding the Virgin Group and more than once you move into smaller groups of two, three or four people.
One of the most significant the choreography is done the walk in procession at the beginning and end of each section. Is performed in unison by all the dancers and in complete silence, so as to create the sacred atmosphere of the piece. The title and the idea of \u200b\u200bthe dance comes from the study that Graham did cutlure of Native American Southwestern North America. Here
link to my interview (in English) Susan Sentler who reconstructed the piece more than once for the historical project at Laban . 
Choreography, costume, lighting: Martha Graham.
Dancer: Martha Graham and her Group.
Music: Louis Horst.
Premiere: Maxine Craig Theatre, New York, February 2nd, 1931.
Photographs: click here , here , here , here , here .
Primitive Mysteries is a group work inspired by the Virgin Mary. Divided into three parts, 'Hymn to the Viring', 'Crucifixus' and 'Hosannah', it portrays crucial episodes from the Bible, such as the cucifixion and deposition of Christ, as experienced by the Virgin. The movement quality of the piece is very spare and minimal, with the Virgin often moving from a pose to another as in a tableau vivant. She is the core of the piece, even when she stands completely still, as in a part of section two. Her costume is made of white organdy and consists of a wide skirt that poetically floats as she moves, while the one of the Group is blue and its skirt is not as wide. The Group surrounds the Virgin and, in more than one case, moves in smaller groups of two, three or four. One of the most significant aspects of the choreography is the processional walk done at the beginning and end of each section. It is done in unison by all the dancers and in complete silence, so as to create the sacred atmosphere of the piece. The title, as well as the idea for this dance, came from Graham's study of Native American cultures in the North American Southwest.
Here the link to my interview to Susan Sentler Reconstructed who has the piece in More Than One occasion, for the historical project at Laban .
-
choreography, costumes, lighting: Martha Graham.
Dancer: Martha Graham and his Group (group).
Music: Louis Horst.
First performance: Maxine Craig Theatre, New York, February 2, 1931.
Photos: click here , here, here, here , here.
Primitive Mysteries is a group dance inspired by the Virgin Mary. Divided into three parts, 'Hymn to the Viring', 'Crucifixus' and 'Hosannah', depicts the crucial aspects of the Bible as the Crucifixion and Deposition of Christ, who lived from the perspective of the Virgin. The quality of the movement of the piece is simple and minimal, with the Virgin who moves from one pose to another as in a tableau vivant. She is the heart of the piece, even when it is completely stopped for part of the second section. His costume is made of white organza and is developing into a wide skirt that floats poetically in his movements, while the Group is blue and her skirt is not as wide. The surrounding the Virgin Group and more than once you move into smaller groups of two, three or four people.
One of the most significant the choreography is done the walk in procession at the beginning and end of each section. Is performed in unison by all the dancers and in complete silence, so as to create the sacred atmosphere of the piece. The title and the idea of \u200b\u200bthe dance comes from the study that Graham did cutlure of Native American Southwestern North America. Here
link to my interview (in English) Susan Sentler who reconstructed the piece more than once for the historical project at Laban .
Thursday, February 17, 2011
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discipline in Europe coreologica
Arachne The publishing house has published the book, coreologica discipline in Europe: problems and prospects , Edited by Alessandro Pontremoli and Ceciclia Nocilli. It is the result of a conference held at Valladolid in Spain in November 2008. The volume also contains a my essay in English about Carmen, "The Seduccion this dance: relación entre coreología y estudios de género en El mito de Carmen." 
Arachne The publishing house has published the book, coreologica discipline in Europe: problems and prospects , Edited by Alessandro Pontremoli and Ceciclia Nocilli. It is the result of a conference held at Valladolid in Spain in November 2008. The volume also contains a my essay in English about Carmen, "The Seduccion this dance: relación entre coreología y estudios de género en El mito de Carmen."
Friday, February 11, 2011
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I the curry
cumin
chocolate
coffee
balls
basmati
Monoi
chocolate salami
braid buffalo
braid cow
Chinese dumplings
chili
Peroni
the stove
feet
ankles
arms
feet on the clavicles
pubis to pubis
chest hair
breast
two necklaces
belly
tears
scaldatelli
half apple
monitor
melina white mozzicate
Skype
's headset
scribbles shot
sheets filled
the bed
all music
the pillow under me
the duvet over me
sheets
hand between her thighs
hair in my mouth
sperm
sex
smooth smooth
hard
fingers everywhere
ass
groin
Cum navel
semen in the eye
throat
neck
between her thighs
semen in her hair
all music
oil
slippery
scars
all music
train
empty street at night
night
bus
underground
work in progress
the machine that makes tickets
tickets
cigarettes
lighter
another lighter
patchouli, a a candle ball
chocolate salami
picnic
bed
toast
scamorza spinning
black smoke
Home
scale
cold
Frost
laughter
laughter
laughter
with tears
the black stone
the box
cloves
the small bag of trash
stream
polenta
the sauce tinged
sausage
music
matches
goal!
froth in the coffee
Indian oil
oil between your fingers
oil the duvet
TV in mobile phone, which is home
bellyache
Chinese
neighborhood streets
that pain
a cat, two
silence
youtube
dawn
crumbs in the sheets
the red shirt with a heart
the ribs of corduroy small small small
the boundary
buttons
big shoes
the funny slippers
the red poncho
blankets in pillow
Skype
shot, shot, pinheads
email
the messages
phone
phones
phone number
phone numbers
Inbox
Sent
Received calls
recent calls made
Category
Name
Name 1
Name 2
Name Ab
Aunt
Uncle
Christmas
shemood
hemood
home
heat
table set
a dinner
certain dreams
sea
heat
water
drinking water
Stromboli
March
my birthday
February 14
December 18
February 11, today
night
night
night
heart
darkness
awakening
all music
those photos
the bearskin
the tits
hole in my stomach
Osvego
tears
sobs
white yogurt
cereals to fruits red
cumin in the nose
sneezing
candied ginger
sugar between the fingers
fingers in his mouth
soft apricot
backpack full
Umeboshi
the sun
salt
truffle salt (there's a package here)
the mini red
love letters
Live
a dedication
another
the movie in bed
wag
push
come
come, yet
still
sweat
flame
sweat
fire
embers
breath
two candles
coal
red
chills
chills
shiver.
words that I can not name.
Monday, February 7, 2011
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The red dress
the silent telephone. As one would live there in the flesh. But dumb. I pretend to nothing. I insist. Pass the time and me. Then the day ends, a piece of night, I fall asleep and dream alone.
dream.
My house. The master bedroom, blue sheets, the shutter down, the sun comes in strips and even a little warm air, it must be summer, no, but something that looks like. As in recent days. This spring, indecent off-season that it thrills of my bangs. You're naked, you have a wrinkled shirt that tastes good clear open front and the little hairs, two necklaces, rattling against each other and play. Keep a tight red dress hidden in a hand like a rag. I threw it. Put it!
My house. The master bedroom, blue sheets, the shutter down, the sun comes in strips and even a little warm air, it must be summer, no, but something that looks like. As in recent days. This spring, indecent off-season that it thrills of my bangs. You're naked, you have a wrinkled shirt that tastes good clear open front and the little hairs, two necklaces, rattling against each other and play. Keep a tight red dress hidden in a hand like a rag. I threw it. Put it!
I wear, I support you, trim me, is very small, but it falls on all sides, flapping, has thin straps, and two small triangles for two mini boobs, and behind his back, is completely uncovered, there is a long strap that maybe you should tie it somewhere, you let him stay there instead of me hanging between his legs. It is the short short dress, but where is that you found?!, barely covers her ass, is a bit 'on the trapeze, I do a barefoot around on the bed, it turns out half a crooked wheel, I fell, the skirt is completely covered with mirror squares that shine, it seems a mosaic, the fragments are silvery reflections on the wall, on you and everywhere. And this thing, there is no reason, but it makes you laugh. My ass is like a silver ball with a club that runs the 70 turns and lights up the room, and tell me also ... you're a nice Day!
Then take the strap that is always there hanging and I rub it between her thighs, I just reach and pull hard, and the strap gets wet pussy and you juices, Salata!, And then I figs hands inside, deep down, searching, and while digging and circles, with the other hand spanks me, I lift the dress I also take the piss and mirrors that shine, shine forever, blinds you, the blink eyes, is a frown, I'm on all fours, holding my head still, I try to turn around because you want to kiss.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
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a suit of light (2)
"Jean de la Tour-Ephren
are ... Jean-Ephren de la Tour, dancer at the Paradise Lost. the lights are pointed at me, every night, from head to toe, and brighten my skin. Every evening, with silver wings attached to his shoulders, I do my show as a true American patrol which is fired and disappears in a puff. United for a nation of dancers and acrobats. Arouse the applause of the whole room, standing in front of me, ready to peel his hands, while secretly, behind the scenes, al'ombra of fanfare, jugglers and the enchantress id serprenti indulge in filthy jealousy. "
Anne Hébert, A dress of light , trans. Piera Maria Nappi and treatment (Ferrara: Tufan, 2007), p. 51.
Please call Donna 
"Jean de la Tour-Ephren
are ... Jean-Ephren de la Tour, dancer at the Paradise Lost. the lights are pointed at me, every night, from head to toe, and brighten my skin. Every evening, with silver wings attached to his shoulders, I do my show as a true American patrol which is fired and disappears in a puff. United for a nation of dancers and acrobats. Arouse the applause of the whole room, standing in front of me, ready to peel his hands, while secretly, behind the scenes, al'ombra of fanfare, jugglers and the enchantress id serprenti indulge in filthy jealousy. "
Anne Hébert, A dress of light , trans. Piera Maria Nappi and treatment (Ferrara: Tufan, 2007), p. 51.
Please call Donna
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