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Raine And Dana, 12.30.05
Wow, so much stuff i missed putting here lately. As You might imagine I've been quite tied up. Eveleena and I have been doing a series of di=uets for Dance Cello and computer, I've been freelancing here and there... Molly turned seven and is reading the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, my sister got engaged and bought a house (what's that all about?)... Ive seen an amazing dance piece by Yumiko Yushioka which I think has changed the way that I will see all dance from now on (I started writing about it somewhere, but unfortunately not here I guess). Stefano and Maha lived with us for a few weeks, which was really really nice, we had a little Charlie Brown sized Christmas Tree, And... Evee and I are expecting a baby soon. (Mid May). And thats just the most salient stuff spinning around my head now, if it wasn't about four in the morning and if I had slept more than three hours I would probably be able to think of a lot more things that have been going on, but I haven't and I can't. Ive been seeing several really impressive films lately (Apocalypse Now (finally), Das Experiment (chilling), Munich (brilliantly complex), King Kong (huge, nostalgic), Beetlejuice (Evees gotta catch up on the 80's), Bullets Over Broadway (Woody), Match Point (Oh Woody) and Im waiting for Netflix to bring Born into Brothels. I played a bit of Stefano's music kind of poorly, though with great joie de vivre on the cello and hopefully it will make its way into the next piece from the Cedar Lake Dance ensemble who he composes for. Evee and I have taken to making bead necklaces. I think Ill scan the next one in so it can hang around on the site here or there. We have a pleasant subletter named Luke who is living in our little closet room while he discovers the city and helps us to prepare for the little babylein we're expecting. I photographed my first wedding in quite some time at the request of Raine, and I actually had a nice time doing it. Partly because it helped me finally afford to replace my stolen camera and start taking pictures the way I'm supposed to take pictures once again, partly because of the entire Shakespearean madness of the affair and gentleness of the partakers, and partly because it was such a nice change of pace to spend a few days in Baltimore thinking differently. Evee and I just went to see the exhibition on South St Seaport, which is really quite amazing. Granted rooms of preserved human cadevors won't appeal to everyone, the absolute complexity of every single human body is absolutely breathtaking. And then there is a room which is filled with preserved solidifiied blood circulation systems floating in water that are like beautiful fractals of ourselves, where we look like the sea creatures we came from once again. I paid attention in Mrs Burkis' biology class in 1989 and I learned a lot then, I still remember a fair amount, however I don't think anything has ever changed so many facts I know into so much knowledge in such a short time in years. Finally Im reading the complete works of Sarah Kane. She is a contemporary of mine and I first hear one of her plays about 3 years ago, and I was completely struck by how stark and powerful, yet how abstract the staging of them was. I expected to here more of her stuff as time went on but it turns out she took her own life in 1999, Just as I was coming to begin my life again here in the city. Anyway, I have no idea how she knew so much pain so well, so young, and I hope never to know it so well, but I thank her for every word she has written down. Much of it is so dark I don't want to spend too much time with it, but some passages of it are so sharp and so lucid I can't turn away. This is the kind of center I believe that you need to create strong performance art. A center that grabs you by the throat or slowly winds a cord about your midsection, and then there the performance your multimedia, your music, your movement any of that is heightening the effect or lessening it. But the center has to be there. And until I start writingthings with such strength or undeniable beauty to it, I am happy to reach out to my lost sontemporary for assistance. Anyway, its ridiculously late, I'm going to curl up a little bit next to Evees round tummy.
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