The Artist At Work
Yesterday, we were treated to a bit of impromptu theatre:
Ode to a Plum
There was some serious oratorial accompaniment, most of which was in iambic heptameter. Sadly, it was also in ancient French, so it was way over my head.
And for an encore, a preview of a new work:
The Ennui of Modern Existence
sniff. Pass the tissues.
No more Martha Graham documentaries before bedtime, I think.
Category: Bean Sprout 3 comments »
March 2nd, 2010 at 3:33 pm
Perhaps some Jules Feiffer though? A Dance to . . .
March 3rd, 2010 at 6:25 am
I look with envy upon your summertime nekkedness. So. Done. With. Winter. Oh, and EM: the dancing, I feel it.
March 4th, 2010 at 1:48 pm
This reminds me, you should checkout “Emily’s balloon” by Komako Sakai. Not only because its a charming read but the little girl in the book looks a lot like em.