For anyone in Berlin, coming to Berlin, or wanting an excuse to Berlin-wards incline, this Wednesday is Dasniya’s monthly Yoga & Shibari class. Lots of details and what’s going on this month is on Dasniya’s new blog: Yoga & Shibari Classes / Performance & Projekte / Berlin // Mai 2013
Yoga & Shibari Wednesday 15th May
For May, once again there is only one training class. If you’d like to come, please register beforehand at email@example.com !
When: Wednesday 15th May, 19-23h.
Where: TEATRIS/Alte Kantine
Back in Nyon, 8 airports in 6 days; absence of internet in Majorca was sublime. Shall attempt to blog those days in some kind of order …
The Mediterranean is un-sea-like. I mean, it doesn’t smell and taste of salty ocean the way it does in Australia or elsewhere down below. The swell is also more subdued. But oh is it glorious to be perched above a … Continue reading
A not-too early flight from the stupidest airport in the world besides Heathrow: Flughafen Schönefeld. Dasniya and I packed till late on Monday, so not-too early nonetheless meant barely five hours sleep. Still, a taxi to the airport (definitely not … Continue reading
In Nyon today, beginning project with Dasniya, Bernard, and Le collectif de la Dernière Tangente. Off to Majorca tomorrow, and no internet!
We had our first proper meeting for a performance named by Dasniya, xyz meduse à trois this evening, the three of us (Hartmut also) eating Tim Tams and talking through what’s possible and various logistics for the piece that’s being produced by and performed at Gassensensationen Internationales Straßentheaterfestival Heppenheim in early July. Along with the travelling for that, Dasniya and I also sod off to Majorca next week for the beginnings of a piece with Le collectif de la Dernière Tangente from Geneva. And other most excellent things about which I shall remain schtum for the moment.
I was trying an approximation of Isabelle’s wrapped fabric scene from Der Bau, having previously attempted something like the fabric fluttering which created quite a tangled mess. Trying to wrap myself in rope, something also of Gala, Lewis, and I … Continue reading
(Written last night in the Brussels Airport; a little incoherent.) Antwerpen ist schon vorbei. Already sitting in Brussels airport, an afternoon in St Gilles with Gala and Giacomo, a late lunch consisting of red wine, potato and mozzarella, Dolce Porcine … Continue reading
Antwerpen! I missed spending time here with Daniel because Tilburg to here, despite being a mere 40 minutes or so drive, by train is closer to 2 hours. Lucky I’m back again, so symbolic trips to Walter Van Bierendonck is … Continue reading
It’s not Sydney or Byron, but I shall be travelling again also. Off to Antwerpen next week for several days with Isabelle.