Marched.

{The Westgarth cinema bookended.}

I am enjoying the cooler nights of autumn and finding them more conducive to working and reading. Everyone knows that autumn is ideal for harvesting what summer has yielded. This is true of how I work too. I am harvesting, and it is both busy and relaxing. The seemingly long month of March has brought with it many highlights. I have dipped one half of my very self in the black and white elegantly stylised world of Coco and Igor and the other in the art nouveau landscape of the Australian Ballet’s The Silver Rose (based upon Richard Strauss’ opera Der Rosenkavalier). In one, I saw an interpretation of The Rite of Spring. In the other a Klimt painting known, again a style familiar, replete with gold and silver, came to life before my eyes. Both spoke and sometimes whispered in beautiful motion of love and its subsequent and inevitable loss. Now I am wondering what April could possibly have in store for me. Will in also find me combing the history books.

+ Bathing Beauty, sesame magazine
+ lisää postia (You are most welcome, Ritva)
+ UPPERCASE magazine fox preview