abjection — night 4

Another night. One of the coldest recently. Still, I rehearse with windows open. There’s something intrinsically horrible for me about …

abjection — night 3

Friday night, until the last half hour, was either frustrating or glum. It’s a different thing to push oneself through …

abjection — night 2

A shorter night by one hour. Last week I found four hours almost too long, so decided for only three …

abjection — night 1

Usually I say, “[name of work] — day 1“, but it’s reasonably fitting for abjection to say, “night 1“, being a …

pre-rehearsals

Having taken some time to get this far, I spent the last couple of days extracting a couple of year’s …

Madrid rehearsals day 4

Ballet first with Dasniya. In ropes. A pity no pictures of that. Something in the distraction of being tied up …

abjection archery photoshoot

Earlier in the week, I met Christian crépes at a Belgian café beside the Spree; a first hello since I returned …

archery

Something I’ve been meaning to write about for some time. A while ago – in early June – I bought …

art sunday

Some rather nice art has fallen my way recently, falling around something that might become abjection. Of course it induces …

various things… some reading… a proper beginning

Daniel (no, not you, another one) says, The Bitter Tears of Petra von Kant, and so begins again. Reading, thinking, …

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