After four days of crisscrossing Venice, mostly on foot, for the pre-opening of the 59th Venice Biennale, I sat next to a curator from Sweden on my Scandinavian Airlines flight leaving Venice for Copenhagen. As we waited impatiently inside a warming plane still on the tarmac—our delay due to the imminent boarding of the Queen … Continue reading
On location of the 59th Venice Biennale Arte Preview for Filthy Dreams! In the next weeks, I’ll post an in-depth review of the main exhibition, The Milk of Dreams, curated by Cecilia Alemani with anecdotes about accompanying national pavilions. First impression: EXTRAORDINARY! GROUNDBREAKING! But first, a FASHION REPORT: It’s impossible to see/experience this year’s Biennale … Continue reading
I did not hate Sasha Waltz’s U.S premiere of Kreatur at the Brooklyn Academy of Music because it enlisted every cliché in ‘avant-garde’ dance-theatre—dancers speaking gibberish aloud, awkward jerky movement, bodies colliding, self-conscious actorly dancers, same-sex kissing, topless women, dancers pulling down the briefs of other dancers, expensive couture costumes, hi-tech lighting, an electronic score, gratuitous use of special-effects props. Continue reading