There was a slight breeze, and the air smelled of leaves and earth. On top of everything, a majestic Harvest Moon rose huge and golden over the hills surrounding San Luis Obispo, and later, coyotes cried beneath it in the wee hours of the morning. Of course, Wikipedia helped us out warning: Often, the Harvest Moon seems to be bigger or brighter or more colorful than other full moons. The warm color of the Moon shortly after it rises is caused by light from the Moon passing through a greater amount of atmospheric particles than when the moon is overhead. Hence all celestial bodies look reddish when they are low in the sky. This is known as a Moon illusion , and it can be seen with any full Moon.
His increasingly up-the-duff wife Ada highlighted just how unsuited they are to each other when she complained: Freddie waits for the revolution…conspicuously. Something had to give, and for Ada that someone was Stanley Chapman who she promptly dobbed in to Aunt Polly Queen of Darkness , who promptly dobbed to Tom Shelby, who promptly dobbed to C. Campbell who promptly ambushed Stanley, who promptly said he knew nothing which was true — bless him to the reluctant policeman, who promptly beat Stanley, who promptly had a seizure and died.
Posted on August 16, 2 comments Chevela Vargas haunts me. Her smoky, broken voice is the soundtrack to my dreams and the first thing I become conscious of when I wake. The raspy passion of her songs play in my head all day and then loop and replay in my mind all night. The photo of her sexy and supine, her hand casually resting on the breast of a laughing Frida Kahlo is circulating our company like contraband.
Frida Kahlo and Chevela Vargas. Photo from Tumblr We are in the second week of rehearsals with Mobius Strip Theatre Company, working on my performance text for the Taipei art festival. Inspired by the disabled Mexican artist Frida Kahlo, we are an integrated company of disabled and non-disabled practitioners, joyfully collaborating and sharing new skills. Chih-Chung Cheng and Phillip Zarrilli in training before rehearsals Our director Phillip Zarrilli uses Asian martial arts in the training for his psychophysical approach to actor-training and it has been fascinating observing one of our actors, Chih-Chung Cheng, adapt kalaripayyattu and taiquiquan.
Phillip is always very keen we adapt the martial art to the foibles and idiosyncrasies of our individual bodies, and was intrigued to encounter his long-term practice of taiquiquan in a new position — seated on the rehearsal floor, with Chung. Chih-Chung Cheng and Phillip Zarrilli: Taipei is lively, friendly, and so much fun.
I was invited by the British Council and Taipei art festival to give a writing workshop and a public lecture: In the dinner hour between the events I and my spontaneous girl gang — a group of fabulous creative Taiwanese women — headed for stinky tofu at a street cafe and the auspicious temple for match-making nearby. Dinner on taipei street between creative writing workshop and a public talk The script is becoming more familiar to the actors, who are interrogating the content, asking questions, seeking clarity.
For lovers of string instrumentation, this is your band. Not only do they play a variety of strings: The musical tapestry is indeed interesting. Thanks to both Don Mitchell and Auyon Mukharji for taking the time to answer these questions.
In August, , Anna died at 87 years old. There had to some ambiguity, some internal conflict but our emotions were both raw. There was not much to say then. Greta and I planned a vacation together after the show. She met me in New York and worked out the details of our road trip. Greta was the link that connected families, while I retreated from involvement with family. So Greta remained my connection to family for the next 17 years. In some important ways, she still is. May became my annual trek to Waterloo, timed with the international quilt festival.
Hers was to tag onto the end or beginning of her annual learning disability teachers conference a long weekend in mid November with Diana and me. This trip could well have been the first time I told Greta I was falling in love; or it might have been in the fall when I went through Ann Arbor by train to Waterloo you could do that in those days. Greta hoped so too.
All sorts were suggested. Not surprising given the crowd, a lot of writers, artists and comics creators. Cleopatra, Florence Nightingale, and woman who lived before the 20th century who had to live without the vote, modern medicine etc.
Great timing and great heart, a good Fagin but comparatively new to the stage he improved before our very eyes in What the Butler Saw. Yet he is dream casting here as our hero Tevye the milkman: Ashkenazi Jewish, heart and butt of a shtetl, a precarious community in Imperial Russia. Tevye has been beloved these forty years, and even I have seen both Topol in distant youth and Henry Goodman recently.
Beneath his permanent hat there is a grin and a disgruntlement, patriarchal pride and husbandly henpeck and asides of puzzlement shared with us as he reasons with God and neighbours. God smite me with it! Under the jerkin and woollen prayer-shawl a warm heart beats; on clumping feet Djalili joins the occasional dance, graceful as a Disney hippo and camp as ninepence.
His scenes with Tracy-Ann Oberman as his wearily dominant wife Golde are suitably gold; so are all his interactions, warm and nimble. Living in an regime as dangerous and unwelcoming as Tsarist Russia under the pogroms, Faith and community becomes something to cling to. Liza Sadovy is wickedly funny as the appalling matchmaker, and there is some very classy spitting. But there is nobody on that stage who is not heartfelt: Even the most briefly drawn romance, Fyedka the Russian and the bookish shy Chava, moves the heart almost inexplicably.
So do quintessentially Jewish moments: For the Talmud lays down that the beggar who receives charity must give a part in turn to a hungrier one.
Tickets and information are available at muhlenberg. Michael Schnack serves as musical director, and Karen Dearborn choreographs. In a world where the line between story and reality is as thin as a golden thread, the Grimms are on a mission to protect all stories from unraveling. Following each performance, audiences will have the opportunity to meet and interact with the performers and puppets.
Participation is limited, and advance registration through the box office is recommended. The July 18 performance will be followed by an interactive workshop.
It is clear that most religious activities in Bolivia is a mix between Christianity and the Inca and Aymara religion. Doctrines, rites and superstitions are a common part of Bolivian life, and some still live by the traditional lunar calendar. The indigenous people believe in animalism, which is a believe in natural goods and spirits. This dates back to Inca culture. She brings good crops and distributes her wealth to those she favors.
The most common offerings are coca, alcohol, and the blood of animals, especially white llamas. The people believe that their destiny is in the hands of Pacha Mama. For example, they do not wear seatbelts because if they are meant to die in a car accident they will. Animal offerings to Pacha Mama are done in the mining industry. They cut the throat of the llamas and spill the blood around the entrance of the mines, and on people.