From January 2013

Sydney Festival 2013

I am quite contented with Sydney festival programs which I chose this year.

Eraritjaritjaka : Full of yearning for something that has been lost.

It’s a quite fresh new format stage with live music by Mondriann string quartet crossing from Bach’s Baroque music to Ravel and modern composed piece by the director Heiner Goebbels himself, clever semi-live video, and most of all, the one man’s philosophical monologue from the musings  of Nobel laureate Elias Canetti – I never read this litterature’s book but I am sure I will love it if I follow this French actor André Wilms’ performance. In this enchanting theatre, there were empathy, humour, and reminiscence.

Semele Walk: Full of desire for something that can not be possessed.

My eyes were lavish with gorgeous fashion of Vivienne Westwood and my ears with the beautiful Baroque opera voices of singers and music by George Frideric Handel. The costume and hair fashion of musicians was an extra pleasure to look. And the group of choir who were scattered among audience added the character of this multi performance stage crossing the boundary of performer’s space. While I was busy with chasing the dazzling costumes , I understood why there was no surtitle.

Wreck: Full of musical incarnation for something that had been wrecked and deserted.

and…Rian: Full of delightful singing for something that has been forgotten.

I like Irish folklore music and couldn’t pass this performance. This new fusion music and dance  had all elements of the reason why I liked about: indigenous spirituality and most of all, it made me want to dance. The green stage made me want to join in them and be intoxicated with the joy.

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The colour of

red and green.

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The ensemble of

classic and modern.

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The feast of beautiful music,

performance,

and philosophy.

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Anish Kapoor

I like to start New Year with arts and this time, encountered Anish Kappor’s works at MCA.

Passing the huge polished stainless steel mirror reflecting the sky in front of the building, I entered into the gallery room with big sized (but smaller than the ‘sky mirror’) art works. While I was playing with my self’s reflection and distortion on a stainless hexahedron being like in front of the fun mirror in an amusement park,  the slight shift of movement appeared on the surface reminded me Daniel Crooks’s time frame distorted video art works. When I reached to the vivid colours and while I was staring at the deep blue pigment rectangle on the wall luring my eyes to the various dimensions, I thought about Yves Klein. There was one which was radiating indescribable sense just protruded from the white wall when I stood in front of it. That was the moment of appreciating the simplicity and idea which can create the unexpected sense.