Hello Everyone,
below are some images of my CRANE. One is an informal practice in the theater at Skidmore College which attracted some curious walk by's who stayed to watch. The other is from some footage shot in up state NY, West Fulton. It looks like I'll be doing some craning in New Jersey at the top of February at Rowan College with our friend Melanie Stewart. Thank you Melanie!
And congratulations to all of you who've been performing - thank you for the news and for the images.
Rebecca most recently. If I find myself with some ribbon I'll send it to you. What a beautiful idea.
love to you all.
Will
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this is beautiful
If you don't know about TED.com, then I encourage you to go there and be prepared to have your mind blown - by anyone.
This is lovely.
http://www.ted.com/talks/view/id/453
This is lovely.
http://www.ted.com/talks/view/id/453
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
27 January 09
Hello and Happy New Year Everyone,
I'm just so curious now. I've begun seeking places and opportunities to show I'LL CRANE FOR YOU, but having little experience with the dance world and their venues wondering how to begin.
What's more I am so curious about whether anyone else has performed yet?
I know that Fiona did and am still waiting to hear all about it.
Anyone else?
All the best for now.
WB
I'm just so curious now. I've begun seeking places and opportunities to show I'LL CRANE FOR YOU, but having little experience with the dance world and their venues wondering how to begin.
What's more I am so curious about whether anyone else has performed yet?
I know that Fiona did and am still waiting to hear all about it.
Anyone else?
All the best for now.
WB
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Poem of the day (or whenever I change it)
"Odysseus"
Always the setting forth was the same,
Same sea, same dangers waiting for him
As though he had got nowhere but older.
Behind him on the receding shore
The identical reproaches, and somewhere
Out before him, the unravelling patience
He was wedded to. There were the islands
Each with its woman and twining welcome
To be navigated, and one to call ``home.''
The knowledge of all that he betrayed
Grew till it was the same whether he stayed
Or went. Therefore he went. And what wonder
If sometimes he could not remember
Which was the one who wished on his departure
Perils that he could never sail through,
And which, improbable, remote, and true,
Was the one he kept sailing home to?
By: W.S.Merwin
Always the setting forth was the same,
Same sea, same dangers waiting for him
As though he had got nowhere but older.
Behind him on the receding shore
The identical reproaches, and somewhere
Out before him, the unravelling patience
He was wedded to. There were the islands
Each with its woman and twining welcome
To be navigated, and one to call ``home.''
The knowledge of all that he betrayed
Grew till it was the same whether he stayed
Or went. Therefore he went. And what wonder
If sometimes he could not remember
Which was the one who wished on his departure
Perils that he could never sail through,
And which, improbable, remote, and true,
Was the one he kept sailing home to?
By: W.S.Merwin