my willendorf life

I basically look and feel like this most of the time:

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I was already into baby-making a few tens of thousands of years ago.  The guys were amazed how good I was at it so they made a statue of me.

 

rectificare:

it’s highly likely I made my own bloody statue of myself, not some guys. Who needs them anyway, except, you know, their chromosome. “[w]hat has been seen as evidence of obesity or adiposity is actually the foreshortening effect of self-inspection.”

Reclame

martha

marthagraham1Martha Graham (Photograph: Barbara Morgan)

De Mille on Louis Horst’ classes:

„He was always a terrible tease; pomposity and sentimentality as well as vagueness, laziness and imprecision were eliminated from his classes. These are the dodges and refuges of the muddy-minded, and many a young student has sought the tangles of obscurity rather than make the effort to straighten out his ideas. Sometimes Louis would say abruptly „Throw all that away and start completely over. You haven’t a notion of what this is about.””

„In Martha’s rehearsals, it was Louis who insisted on form, structure, logical development, and absolute discipline.”

„No artist is ahead of his time. He is his time.” martha

„In material matters she was a giving person, not a taking one, and her kindness and generosity showed themselves in little ways, tiny courtesies, gift pretties. When she came to dinner or even on a casual meeting she brought small tokens, and later lovely things she’d picked up on her travels. After she’d been in Japan they were always tied up in Japanese hadkerchiefs, furoshiki. It must be noted, however, that she always found it easier to be the generous one, which is in reality inverse selfishness and a form of pride.”

„‘How does one get up in the morning? How does one start a day with no one to tell you how to plan?’ […] ‘You must make a schedule of your day’s work for every hour, all day long, from the moment you wake to the moment you fall asleep, and you must stick to it whether it seems to make sense or not. Stick to it carefully. The momentum will help you.’ The revolution in dancing and theater was accomplished by courage, fo course, but also by hourly walking, trudging, practicing, sitting in studios, rolling on the floor, dressing, undressing, stretching, walking, eating in the Automat, walking, stretching, back bending, and finally dropping to rest. ”

„I confessed that I had a burning desire to be excellent, but no faith that I could be.

Martha said to me, very quietly: “There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep yourself open and aware to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. As for you, Agnes, you have so far used about one-third of your talent.”

“But,” I said, “when I see my work I take for granted what other people value in it. I see only its ineptitude, inorganic flaws, and crudities. I am not pleased or satisfied.”

“No artist is pleased.”

“But then there is no satisfaction?”

“No satisfaction whatever at any time,” she cried out passionately. “There is only a queer divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.””

 

Isadora

Agnes de Mille on Isadora Duncan:

„After a dazzling beginning and solid acclaim on the European continent, her career went into a long decrescendo. In the drowning death of her two children she sustained terrible tragedy. She thereafter became progressively a compulsive wanton, a frenetic improviser, a beggar, an alcoholic, and a creature of desperate irresponsiblity, whom no one would support and no one would hire, dragging out a marred and harried course, though not untouched by moments of glory, until her dreadful death in 1927, strangled on a scarf caught in the wheel of a car in which she was riding. She was 49…”

now that’s what I call a decrescendo….