To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star
This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far
To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell
For a heavenly cause
And I know if I’ll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I’m laid to my rest
And the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star
Rose Antonia Maria Valland (November 1, 1898 – September 18, 1980) was a French art historian, a member of the French Resistance, a captain in the French military, and one of the most decorated women in French history. She secretly recorded details of the Nazi plundering of National French and private Jewish owned art from France.
The mezzo-soprano (although she commonly sang soprano parts) Maria Malibran (March 24, 1808 – September 23, 1836), was one of the most famous opera singers of the 19th century. Malibran was known for her stormy personality and dramatic intensity, becoming a legendary figure after her death at age 28. Contemporary accounts of her voice describe its range, power and flexibility as extraordinary.
Malibran was born in Paris as María Felicia García Sitches into a famous Spanish musical family. Her father, Manuel García, was a celebrated tenor much admired by Rossini, having created the role of Count Almaviva in his The Barber of Seville. García was also a composer and an influential vocal instructor, and he was her first voice teacher. He was described as inflexible and tyrannical; the lessons he gave his daughter became constant quarrels between two powerful egos.
Cecilia Bartoli (Italian pronunciation: [tʃeˈtʃilja ˈbartoli]; born June 4, 1966 in Rome) is an Italian mezzo-soprano opera singer and recitalist. She is best-known for her interpretation of the music of Mozart and Rossini, as well as for her performances of lesser-known Baroque and classical music. She is known for having the versatility to play both soprano and mezzo roles, and is sometimes considered a soprano with a low tessitura. Bartoli’s coloratura skill has earned her the title the Queen of Agility.
One of the more familiar tunes is the opening theme, taken from the folk ballad “The Green Leaves of Summer”, composed by Dimitri Tiomkin and Paul Francis Webster for the opening of John Wayne’s movie “The Alamo” (1960). As is usual for a Quentin Tarantino film, the music used in the film is eclectic, but mostly consisting of music in the spaghetti-western genre. The soundtrack was released on August 18, 2009.
Tarantino originally wanted Ennio Morricone to compose the soundtrack for the film. Morricone refused, because of the sped-up production schedule of the film. However, Tarantino did use several tracks by Morricone from previous films in the soundtrack.
“We zijn nu op het punt aanbeland, omdat dat nou eenmaal zo hoort, om je een concept voor te leggen. Dit is misschien, maar hopelijk niet verassend, maar Gossy heeft geen concept. De bedoeling van een concept, zegt men, is om je duidelijk te maken waar we naar toe willen. Nou, wij van Gossy weten niet waar we naar toe willen. Elke dag is anders, ook voor jou, dus wij veranderen mee. Wees de verandering die je in de wereld wil zien. We pretenderen verder niets. ‘Open your mind’ is het credo bij Gossy , en misschien is dat wel een klein beetje waar we op hopen.” –Seneca
The Decameron (subtitle: Prencipe Galeotto) is a collection of 100 novellas by Italian author Giovanni Boccaccio, probably begun in 1350 and finished in 1353. It is a medieval allegorical work best known for its bawdy tales of love, appearing in all its possibilities from the erotic to the tragic. Some believe many parts of the tales are indebted to the influence of The Book of Good Love from the Literary Circles of the Court of King Alfons X “the Wise”. Many notable writers such as Chaucer are said to have drawn inspiration from The Decameron .
The Decameron is structured in a frame narrative, or frame tale. Boccaccio begins with a description of the Black Death and a group of seven women and three men who flee from plague-ridden Florence to a villa in the (then) countryside of Fiesole for two weeks. To pass the time, each member of the party tells one story for each one of the nights spent at the villa. Although fourteen days pass, two days each week are set aside; one day for chores and one holy day during which no work is done. In this manner, 100 stories are told by the end of the two weeks.
In Greek culture each of the nine Muses oversaw a different field of human creation:
- Calliope (the ‘beautiful of speech’): chief of the muses and muse of epic or heroic poetry
- Clio (the ‘glorious one’): muse of history
- Erato (the ‘amorous one’): muse of love or erotic poetry, lyrics, and marriage songs
- Euterpe (the ‘well-pleasing’): muse of music and lyric poetry
- Melpomene (the ‘chanting one’): muse of tragedy
- Polyhymnia or Polymnia (the ‘[singer] of many hymns‘): muse of sacred song, oratory, lyric, singing and rhetoric
- Terpsichore (the ‘[one who] delights in dance’): muse of choral song and dance
- Thalia (the ‘blossoming one’): muse of comedy and bucolic poetry
- Urania (the ‘celestial one’): muse of astronomy
Miss Julie (Swedish: Fröken Julie) is a naturalistic play written in 1888 by August Strindberg dealing with class, love/lust, the battle of the sexes, and the interaction among them. Set on midsummer night of 1894 on the estate of a Count in Sweden, the young woman of the title, attempting to escape an existence cramped by social mores and have a little fun, dances at the servants‘ annual midsummer party, where she is drawn to a senior servant, a footman named Jean, who is particularly well-traveled, well-mannered and well-read. The action takes place in the kitchen of Miss Julie’s father’s manor; here Jean’s fiancée, a servant named Kristin, cooks and sometimes sleeps while Jean and Miss Julie talk.
Miss Julie: Daughter of the count who owns the estate. She is strong-willed. Raised by her late mother to “think like and act like a man”, she is a confused individual. She is aware of the power she holds, but switches between being above the servants and flirting with Jean. She longs to fall from her pillar.
Jean: Manservant to the count. When he was a child, he had seen Miss Julie many times at a distance and thought of her. He left the town and traveled widely, working many different jobs as he went, before finally returning to work for the count. He has aspirations to rise from his station in life and manage his own hotel, with Miss Julie being part of his plan. He is alternately kind and callous. Despite his aspirations, he is rendered servile by the mere sight of the count’s gloves and boots.
“The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.”-Goethe
As long as I love Beauty I am young,
Am young or old as I love more or less;
When Beauty is not heeded or seems stale,
My life’s a cheat, let Death end my distress.
William Henry Davies
500 Years of Female Portraits in Western Art…
Western art is the art of European Countries, and those parts of the world that have come to follow predominantly European cultural traditions such as the Americas.
Written histories of Western art often begin with the art of the Ancient Middle East, Ancient Egypt and the Ancient Aegean civilisations, dating from the 3rd millennium BC. Parallel with these significant cultures, art of one form or another existed all over Europe, wherever there were people, leaving signs such as carvings, decorated artifacts and huge standing stones. However a consistent pattern of artistic development within Europe becomes clear only with the art of Ancient Greece, adopted and transformed by Rome and carried; with the Empire, across much of Europe, North Africa and the Middle East.
Photography (IPA: [fә’tɒgrәfi] or IPA: [fә’tɑːgrәfi]) (from Greek φωτο and γραφία) is the process, activity and art of creating still or moving pictures by recording radiation on a sensitive medium, such as a film, or an electronic sensor. Light patterns reflected or emitted from objects activate a sensitive chemical or electronic sensor during a timed exposure, usually through a photographic lens in a device known as a camera that also stores the resulting information chemically or electronically. Photography has many uses for business, science, art and pleasure.
The word “photography” comes from the Greek φώς (phos) “light” + γραφίς (graphis) “stylus”, “paintbrush” or γραφή (graphê) “representation by means of lines” or “drawing”, together meaning “drawing with light.” Traditionally, the products of photography have been called negatives and photographs, commonly shortened to photos.
The discipline of making lighting and camera choices when recording photographic images for the cinema is dealt with under Cinematography
Fantasy is a genre that uses magic and other supernatural forms as a primary element of plot, theme, and/or setting. Fantasy is generally distinguished from science fiction and horror by the expectation that it steers clear of technological and macabre themes, respectively, though there is a great deal of overlap between the three (collectively known as speculative fiction).
When I have Fears That I may Cease To Be
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,
Before high – piled books, in charact’ry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain;
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And feel that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;—then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think,
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink
“When I have Fears that I may Cease to Be” is an Elizabethan sonnet by the English Romantic poet John Keats. The 14-line poem is written in iambic pentameter and consists of three quatrains and a couplet. Keats wrote the poem in 1817 and published it in 1818.
“A good writer or artist possesses not only his own spirit but also the spirit of his friends.-“Friedrich Nietzsche
“It is always consoling to think of suicide: in that way one gets through many a bad night.“-Friedrich Nietzsche
“Of all that is written, I love only what a person has written with his own blood.”-Friedrich Nietzsche
“The best author will be the one who is ashamed to become a writer.”-Friedrich Nietzsche
“The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.“-Friedrich Nietzsche
“There are no facts, only interpretations.“-Friedrich Nietzsche
“We have art in order not to die of the truth.”-Friedrich Nietzsche
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche (October 15, 1844 – August 25, 1900) (German pronunciation: [ˈfʁiːdʁɪç ˈvɪlhəlm ˈniːtʃə]) was a nineteenth-century German philosopher and classical philologist. He wrote critical texts on religion, morality, contemporary culture, philosophy, and science, using a distinctive German language style and displaying a fondness for metaphor and aphorism. Nietzsche’s influence remains substantial within and beyond philosophy, notably in existentialism and postmodernism.
“The tragedy of it is that nobody sees the look of desperation on my face. Thousands and thousands of us, and we’re passing one another without a look of recognition.” -Henry Miller
Henry Valentine Miller (December 26, 1891 – June 7, 1980) was an American novelist and painter. He was known for breaking with existing literary forms and developing a new sort of “novel” that is a mixture of novel, autobiography, social criticism, philosophical reflection, surrealist free association, and mysticism, one that is distinctly always about and expressive of the real-life Henry Miller and yet is also fictional. His most characteristic works of this kind are Tropic of Cancer, Tropic of Capricorn, and Black Spring. He also wrote travel memoirs and essays of literary criticism and analysis.
“The whole idea of changing the future has been brought up before, but this time instead of changing the future by altering the past it brings new perspective by altering the present by adding new info from the future”
The future: time’s excuse
to frighten us; too vast
a project, too large a morsel
for the heart’s mouth.
Future, who won‘t wait for you?
Everyone is going there.
It suffices you to deepen
the absence that we are.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Kill Bill is the fourth film by writer–director Quentin Tarantino. Originally conceived as one film, it was released in two separate volumes (in late 2003 and early 2004) due to its running time of approximately four hours. The movie is an epic-length revenge drama, with homages to earlier film genres, such as Hong Kong martial arts movies, Japanese samurai movies and Italian spaghetti westerns; an extensive use of popular music and pop culture references; and aestheticization of violence. Filming took place in California, Texas, Beijing, Hong Kong, Tokyo, and parts of Mexico.
“Oh yeah, initially I was thinking this would be my “Dollars Trilogy“. I was going to do a new one every ten years. But I need at least fifteen years before I do this again.I’ve already got the whole mythology: Sofie Fatale will get all of Bill’s money. She’ll raise Nikki, who’ll take on The Bride. Nikki deserves her revenge every bit as much as The Bride deserved hers. I might even shoot a couple of scenes for it now so I can get the actresses while they’re this age.”-Quentin Tarantino
Joseph Brodsky (May 24, 1940 — January 28, 1996), born Iosif Aleksandrovich Brodsky (Russian: Иосиф Александрович Бродский) was a Russian poet and essayist who won the 1987 Nobel Prize in Literature and was Poet Laureate of the United States from 1991 to 1992.
- Judge: And what is your profession, in general?
- Brodsky: I am a poet and a literary translator.
- Judge: Who recognizes you as a poet? Who enrolled you in the ranks of poets?
- Brodsky: No one. Who enrolled me in the ranks of humankind?
- Judge: Did you study this?
- Brodsky: This?
- Judge: How to become a poet. You did not even try to finish high school where they prepare, where they teach?
- Brodsky: I didn’t think you could get this from school.
- Judge: How then?
- Brodsky: I think that it … comes from God.
Romeo and Juliet is a tragedy written early in the career of William Shakespeare about two teenage “star-cross’d lovers“ whose untimely deaths ultimately unite their feuding families. It was among Shakespeare’s most popular plays during his lifetime and, along with Hamlet, is one of his most frequently performed plays.
I dreamed as in my bed I lay,
All night’s fathomless wisdom come,
That I had shorn my locks away
And laid them on Love’s lettered tomb:
But something bore them out of sight
In a great tumult of the air,
And after nailed upon the night
Berenice’s burning hair.
William Butler Yeats
At least 24 operas have been based on Romeo and Juliet. The earliest, Romeo und Julie in 1776, a Singspiel by Georg Benda, omits much of the action of the play and most of its characters, and has a happy ending. It is occasionally revived. The best-known is Gounod’s 1867 Roméo et Juliette (libretto by Jules Barbier and Michel Carré), a critical triumph when first performed and frequently revived today.
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow–
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand–
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep–while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Edgar Allan Poe
In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?
That holy dream- that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.
What though that light, thro’ storm and night,
So trembled from afar-
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth’s day-star?
Edgar Allan Poe
All people dream, but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their mind,
Wake in the morning to find that it was vanity.
But the dreamers of the day are dangerous people,
For they dream their dreams with open eyes,
And make them come true.
“Any artist should be grateful for a naive grace which puts him beyond the need to reason elaborately.“-Saul Bellow
Saul Bellow (June 10, 1915 – April 5, 2005), was an acclaimed American writer born in Canada of Russian–Jewish origin. He won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1976 and the National Medal of Arts in 1988.
Bellow’s novels investigate isolation, spiritual dissociation, and the possibilities of human awakening. Bellow drew inspiration from Chicago, his hometown, and he set much of his fiction there. His works exhibit a mix of high and low culture, and his fictional characters are also a potent mix of intellectual dreamers and street-smart confidence men. His best known novels are The Adventures of Augie March, Herzog, and Humboldt’s Gift.
“The imagination is the spur of delights… all depends upon it, it is the mainspring of everything; now, is it not by means of the imagination one knows joy? Is it not of the imagination that the sharpest pleasures arise?”-D.A.F de Sade
Donatien Alphonse François de Sade, Marquis de Sade (June 2, 1740 – December 2, 1814) (French pronunciation: [maʁki də sad]) was a French aristocrat, revolutionary and novelist. His novels were philosophical and sadomasochistic, exploring such controversial subjects as rape, bestiality and necrophilia. He was a proponent of extreme freedom (or at least licentiousness), unrestrained by morality, religion or law, with the pursuit of personal pleasure being the highest principle.
He has also been seen as a precursor of Sigmund Freud‘s psychoanalysis in his focus on sexuality as a motive force. The surrealists admired him as one of their forerunners, and Guillaume Apollinaire famously called him “the freest spirit that has yet existed”.
Strange Power, I know not what thou art,
Murderer or mistress of my heart.
I know I’d rather meet the blow
Of my most unrelenting foe
Than live—as now I live—to be
Slain twenty times a day by thee.
Yet, when I would command thee hence,
Thou mockest at the vain pretence,
Murmuring in mine ear a song
Once loved, alas! forgotten long;
And on my brow I feel a kiss
That I would rather die than miss.
Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
Natalie Wood, born Natalia Nikolaevna Zakharenko (July 20, 1938 – November 29, 1981) was an American actress.
Following her film debut at the age of five, Wood became a successful child actor in such films as Miracle on 34th Street (1947). A well received performance opposite James Dean in Rebel Without a Cause (1955), brought her a nomination for an Academy Award for Best Actress in a Supporting Role and a Golden Globe Award for Most Promising New Star, and helped her to make the transition from a child performer.
“O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.“-William Shakespeare
Don Quixote is a ballet originally staged in four acts and eight scenes, based on an episode taken from the famous novel Don Quixote de la Mancha by Miguel de Cervantes. Originally choreographed by Marius Petipa to the music of Ludwig Minkus. First presented by the Ballet of the Imperial Bolshoi Theatre of Moscow, Russia on 26 December [O.S. 14 December] 1869. Petipa and Minkus revised the ballet in far more expanded and elaborated edition in five acts and eleven scenes for the Imperial Ballet, first presented on 21 November [O.S. 9 November] 1871 at the Imperial Bolshoi Kamenny Theatre of St. Petersburg.
“And muse on Nature with a poet’s eye.“-Thomas Campbell
The plot is taken from two chapters in Cervantes’ novel of the same name. It concerns the unsuccessful attempt by the rich and foppish Gamache (Camacho in Cervantes’s novel) to marry the beautiful Kitri (known as Quiteria in the novel), who in turn is in love with Basil (or Basilio), a young barber from her village. Kitri wants to marry Basil, but her father desires that she wed the much older Gamache. Kitri and Basil hatch a plan; he pretends to commit suicide by supposedly stabbing himself at the wedding ceremony. His “dying” wish is that Kitri marry him, thus presumably leaving Gamache free to marry her after Basilio’s “death”. Of course, after the ceremony is performed, Basil miraculously “revives”, and Gamache can do nothing except watch the two lovers happily go off. Don Quixote and his squire Sancho Panza are only marginally involved in the storyline, although Quixote mistakes Kitri for Dulcinea, and his famous attack on the windmills (from an earlier chapter in the novel) is shoehorned into the main plot.
“Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse, And every conqueror creates a muse.“-Edmund Waller
Today Don Quixote is considered one of the most joyous and festive of the classical ballets, brimming with spectacular virtuoso dancing. At the same time this abundance of dancing is well organised, showing a clear choreographic and dramatic vision (particularly in the Kirov version).
A short prologue based on mime action is followed by an act called A Square in Barcelona, in which classical choreography imitating the “Spanish Style” is predominant, with a sprinkling of character dances.
The second act, The Gypsy Camp, comes as a sharp contrast- here pantomime and characters dancing reign supreme (although some 15 years ago this scene also contained a lyrical pas de deux for the two main characters).
The next act, Dulcinea’s Garden, is a purely classical one in which only female dancers appear. This is followed by A Tavern in Seville; once again, there is plenty of character dancing and acting- and traditionally, even the ballerina wears heeled shoes in the scene.
The final wedding celebration is an extended classical grand pas with the now famous pas de deux of the main characters.
The characters of the ballet do much more than just perform their numerous variations, however; they express their thoughts and emotions through dancing, and each character has his or her own idiosyncrasies which are expressed in the choreography itself.
Don Quixote is also distinguished by what can be called its democratic spirit: the only “noble cavalier” in the ballet is Gamache, and he is the butt of everyone’s jokes and tricks. Don Quixote himself is treated with an increasing irony, friendly though it may be. By contrast, Kitri and Basilio are heroes of the people; they belong to the crowd and the crowd interferes in their lives without any second thoughts.
Ballet is a formalized form of dance with its origins in the French court, further developed in France and Russia as a concert dance form. It is a highly technical form of dance with its own vocabulary. It is primarily performed with the accompaniment of classical music. It has been influential as a form of dance globally and is taught in ballet schools around the world which use their own culture and society to modernize the art. Ballet dance works (ballets) are choreographed, and also include mime, acting, and are set to music (usually orchestral but occasionally vocal). It is best known in the form of classical ballet, notable for its techniques, such as pointe work and turn-out of the legs, its graceful, flowing, precise movements, and its ethereal qualities. Later developments include neoclassical ballet and contemporary ballet.
That crazed girl improvising her music.
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,
Her soul in division from itself
Climbing, falling She knew not where,
Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship,
Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare
A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing
Heroically lost, heroically found.
No matter what disaster occurred
She stood in desperate music wound,
Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph
Where the bales and the baskets lay
No common intelligible sound
But sang, ‘O sea-starved, hungry sea.
William Butler Yeats
“I hated the self created in her by others. Others feel because of her; and because of her, others write poetry; because of her, others hate; others, like Henry, love her in spite of themselves.”-Anais Nin
June met Henry Miller in 1923 when she worked as a taxi dancer on broadway in New York and Miller was employed as personnel manager of Western Union. After Miller divorced his first wife, Beatrice Wickens, a pianist and piano teacher, he married June, in 1924, and left his job to devote himself fully to writing, while June developed various schemes to support them. In 1928, the Millers embarked on a lengthy tour of Europe, which included France, Austria, Hungary and Germany.
Who gave thee, O Beauty!
The keys of this breast,
Too credulous lover
Of blest and unblest?
Say when in lapsed ages
Thee knew I of old;
Or what was the service
For which I was sold?
When first my eyes saw thee,
I found me thy thrall,
By magical drawings,
Sweet tyrant of all!
I drank at thy fountain
False waters of thirst;
Thou intimate stranger,
Thou latest and first!
Thy dangerous glances
Make women of men;
New-born we are melting
Into nature again.
Lavish, lavish promiser,
Nigh persuading gods to err,
Guest of million painted forms
Which in turn thy glory warms,
The frailest leaf, the mossy bark,
The acorn’s cup, the raindrop’s arc,
The swinging spider’s silver line,
The ruby of the drop of wine,
The shining pebble of the pond,
Thou inscribest with a bond
In thy momentary play
Would bankrupt Nature to repay.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
“I experienced first popularity
as boys queued up and asked to read
the comic strip under my slip.
One offered half a snickers
so I lifted my skirt.”-Angela Readman
“Without music, life would be a mistake.”-Rachmaninoff
Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.
In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cozy parlor, the tinkling piano our guide.
So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamor
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamor
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.
David Herbert Lawrence
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
Cantonese opera is one of the major categories in Chinese opera, originating in southern China’s Cantonese culture. It is popular in Guangdong, Guangxi, Hong Kong, Macau, Singapore and Malaysia. Like all versions of Chinese opera, it is a traditional Chinese art form, involving music, singing, martial arts, acrobatics, and acting. 粵劇 (Yuèjù) should not be confused with 越劇 (Yuèjù), the theatre of Zhejiang.
“O Muses,O high genius,aid me now!
O memory that engraved the things i saw,
Here shall your worth be manifest to all!”-Dante Alighieri
‘O for a Muse of fire,that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
Akingdom for a stage,princes to act
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!”-William Shakespeare
In Greek mythology, the Muses (Ancient Greek αἱ μοῦσαι, hai moũsai : perhaps from the Proto-Indo-European root *men- “think”) are a sisterhood of goddesses or spirits, their number set at nine by Classical times, who embody the arts and inspire the creation process with their graces through remembered and improvised song and stage, writing, traditional music, and dance.
Wie bouwde Thebe met de zeven torens?
In de boeken staan de namen van koningen.
Hebben die koningen de stenen gesleept?
En het meermaals verwoeste Babylon –
Wie bouwde het zovele malen op?
In welke huizen van het goudstralende Lima
Woonde de bouwvakkers?
Waarheen gingen ‘s avonds, nadat de Chinese muur klaar was
Het grote Rome
Is vol van triomfbogen. Wie bouwde ze?
Over wie zegevierden de keizers?
Had het veel bezongen Byzantium
Slechts paleizen voor zijn inwoners?
Zelfs in het mythische Atlantis
Brulden ‘s nachts, toen de zee haar opslokte
De drenkelingen om hun slaven.
De jonge Alexander veroverde India.
Caesar versloeg de Galliërs.
Had hij niet op zijn minst een kok bij zich?
Philips van Spanje weende, toen zijn armada verging.
Was hij de enige die weende?
Friedrich de Tweede zegevierde in de zevenjarige oorlog.
Wie zegevierde met hem mee?
Elke zijde een zege.
Maar wie kookte het zegemaal?
Elke tien jaren een grote man.
Maar wie betaalt de rekening?
You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain;
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
As the peach-blossom flows down stream
and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world apart that is not among men.-Li Po
Throw away thy rod,
Throw away thy wrath :
O my God,
Take the gentle path.
Though I fail, I weep :
Though I halt in pace,
Yet I creep
To the throne of grace.
The Yueju opera player, Mao Weitao is a household name. She is celebrated for her performances of the male role over the last 25 years, and is now the head of the famous Xiaobaihua troupe in Zhejiang province, a troupe especially well known for its all-women cast. Now 42 years of age, Mao Weitao is still active on stage and in her desire to reform Yueju opera. CRI talked to her about Yueju opera, its future, and her own plans.
“I have always believed that opera is a planet where the muses work together, join hands and celebrate all the arts.”-Franco Zeffirelli
Shaoxing opera (or Yueju – simplified Chinese: 越剧; traditional Chinese: 越劇; pinyin: Yuèjù , Yue opera) is a relatively new local Chinese opera popular in the southern regions of the Yangtze River. It originated in Shengxian County (present Shengzhou City), in the Shaoxing region of northeastern Zhejiang Province, which belonged to the Yue State in ancient times, so it was popularly known as Yueju (越劇, Yue opera). Yue opera has a history of about 800 years. It was derived from a kind of story-singing. At first, it was performed with a small drum and hardwood clappers for rhythm and later, choral and orchestral accompaniment was added. It drew some musical elements from Shao opera and subsequently formed its own characteristics.
Yue opera is noted for its lyricism, and singing is dominant in it. Its tunes are sweet and beautiful and the performance vivid and full of local color. Originally Yue opera was only performed by males and then changed to all female performances. After 1949, male and females work together. Notable actors include Yin Guifang, Zhu Shuizhao, Yuan Xuefen, Wang Wenjuan, Xu Yulan, Fan Ruijuan, Fu Quanxiang, Lu Jinhua, Jin Caifeng, Lü Ruiying, Zhang Yunxia, Zhang Guifeng, and Xu Tianhong.
Velen klagen erover, dat de woorden der wijzen altijd weer slechts gelijkenissen zijn,
niet te gebruiken in het dagelijkse leven,en alleen dat hebben wij.
Wanneer de wijze zegt:”ga naar de overzijde,”dan bedoelt hij niet dat je naar de overkant
moet gaan, wat je in ieder geval nog zou kunnen doen,als het resultaat de moeite waard
zou zijn, maar hij bedoelt ergens een legendarische overzijde, iets dat wij niet kennen,
dat ook door hem niet nader geduid kan worden en dat ons dus hier in het geheel niet helpen
kan. Al die gelijkenissen willen eigenlijk alleen maar zeggen,dat het ongrijpbare ongrijpbaar is,
en dat wisten wij al. Maar de dingen waarover wij ons de hele dag uitsloven,dat is iets anders.
Toen zei iemand:”Waarom verzetten jullie je ? Als je de gelijkenissen zou volgen,dan zouden
jullie zelf gelijkenissen zijn geworden en daardoor al bevrijd zijn van de dagelijkse zorg.”
Een ander zei:”Ik wed dat dit ook een gelijkenis is.”
De eerste zei:”Jij hebt gewonnen.”
De tweede zei:”Maar helaas alleen in de gelijkenis.”
De eerste zei:”Nee, in werkelijkheid; in de gelijkenis heb je verloren.”
“Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.“-Edgar Allan Poe
A thing of beauty
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its lovliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o’er-darkn’d ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
‘Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven’s brink.
The eyes of beauty
You are a sky of autumn, pale and rose;
But all the sea of sadness in my blood
Surges, and ebbing, leaves my lips morose,
Salt with the memory of the bitter flood.
In vain your hand glides my faint bosom o’er,
That which you seek, beloved, is desecrate
By woman’s tooth and talon; ah, no more
Seek in me for a heart which those dogs ate.
It is a ruin where the jackals rest,
And rend and tear and glut themselves and slay–
A perfume swims about your naked breast!
Beauty, hard scourge of spirits, have your way!
With flame-like eyes that at bright feasts have flared
Burn up these tatters that the beasts have spare
The Mariinsky Ballet, is a classical ballet company based at the Mariinsky Theatre in St Petersburg, Russia. Founded in the 19th Century and originally known as the Imperial Russian Ballet, the Mariinsky Ballet is one of the world’s leading ballet companies. Internationally, the Mariinsky Ballet is most commonly known by its former Soviet name the Kirov Ballet, a title which is still used by the company when touring. The Mariisnky Ballet is the parent company of the Vaganova Ballet Academy, a leading international ballet school.
The flower invites the butterfly with no-mind;
The butterfly visits the flower with no-mind.
The flower opens, the butterfly comes;
The butterfly comes, the flower opens.
I don’t know others,
Others don’t know me.
By not-knowing we follow nature’s course.
Abstract art uses a visual language of form, color and line to create a composition which exists independently of visual references to the world. Western art had been, from the Renaissance up to the middle of the 19th century, underpinned by the logic of perspective and an attempt to reproduce an illusion of visible reality. The arts of cultures other than the European had become accessible and showed alternative ways to the artist, of describing visual experience (see:Paul Gauguin, Vincent Van Gogh). By the end of the 19th century many artists felt a need to create a ‘new kind of art’ which would encompass the fundamental changes taking place in technology, science and philosophy. The sources from which individual artists drew their theoretical arguments were diverse, and reflected the social and intellectual turmoil in all areas of Western culture at that time.
“We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they’re called memories. Some take us forward, they’re called dreams.“-Jeremy Irons
“The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.“-Aristotle
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
Lull’d by the moonlight have all pass’d away!
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
List while I woo thee with soft melody;
Gone are the cares of life’s busy throng,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea
Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.
Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,
E’en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
“I have always loved truth so passionately that I have often resorted to lying as a way of introducing it into the minds which were ignorant of its charms.“-Giacomo Casanova
“For my future I have no concern, and as a true philosopher, I never would have any, for I know not what it may be.”-Giacomo Casanova
The future is a time period commonly understood to contain all events that have yet to occur. It is the opposite of the past, and is the time after the present. Organized efforts to predict or forecast the future may have derived from observations by early man of heavenly objects. In the Occidental view, which uses a linear conception of time, the future is the portion of the projected time line that is anticipated to occur. In special relativity the future is considered as absolute future or the future light cone. In physics, time is considered to be a fourth dimension.