Pausing for a moment, curious,
the simple man watches
others trampling a field
games of elimination
then resumes his furrowing journey
turning the earth
while life rises behind him,
opening in flowers
disrobing their petals
swelling into fruit
sweetly encasing sleeping seeds
dreaming into being, while thinking:
"The answer must be everyone."
Garrett Buhl Robinson
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Happy Valentines Day Everyone!
A Sonnet for the Sonnet
by sonnets, but today to my delight
serendipity favored me to find
a university class that explored
the passionate history of the form.
The lecture described this frame tumbling through lives,
uniting affections through centuries of time.
There is no language that it scorns;
there is no culture it cannot adorn.
This delicate and vigorous design
turns eternal in awakening minds
and endures with the desires it records.
I swear with my life and the lute I strum,
as long as we love sonnets will be sung.
Garrett Buhl Robinson
Saturday, February 2, 2013
This was more than a performance. This was an extraordinary event. Forget what you may consider to be the stiff, formalities at a Gala. This was a first class Soiree. Congratulations to Peter Martin and New York City Ballet for hosting a truly spectacular evening.
Last night’s show was a feast for the senses. The art presented by Patrick McNeil and Patrick Miller filled the Koch Theater with a fresh vibrancy and vitality. Their mixed media work brought a fusion of paint, screen printing and sculpture together with allusions ranging from the classical to pop culture which certainly suggested the influence of Warhol and Litchtenstein, while still speaking with a voice of their own.
Then, as would only be expected of the New York City Ballet, the dancing was amazing. Peter Martin made an excellent selection of pieces that demonstrated the fact that this company has no limits. These dancers can do anything and always in the most breathtaking ways. The performances ranged from the comic, to the sensual, to the spectacular.
The whole evening seemed to suggest that this was not your mother’s ballet, but to me it said much more. It demonstrated a fine art that has continued through centuries, a form of exquisite and passionate grace that has both remained true to its origins while continuing to evolve and excite new audiences in tour jetes that bound through every culture spanning the world. For me, last night was another unique opportunity to once again fall in love with ballet.
Than after watching the Seraphs perform on the stage, Sébastien Marcovici DJ’ed, and everyone danced. What a night!
And if you missed the show, don’t fret. There is another performance on May 29, but buy your tickets quick. This event sold out fast.
Check out the posting on the New York City Ballet page: