tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55043910394721629522024-03-14T02:31:16.495-07:00Harta - Rigas FereosKonstantin Mihoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10665596093720325737noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504391039472162952.post-68209237331831224412010-01-08T00:32:00.000-08:002010-01-22T19:57:36.279-08:00performing in Bucuresti<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZNIkYx75iixAGXn5FhRncC9PY0z95oThhfK7CtEz8YcuIdHgVwZKQcyluwtQy77TfbQVmrKFyZQpPIo6YjDqfw4UwvvPI9AjvlpKler6gqs4aLrwfYBSd5rHMHXwV4Q98R3k8I5KxOmKL/s1600-h/pisw.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-KWk_eSyP511mIrePOBwG73Zw_5liqAfRtW8DdcPKYtFEnHz05-agSlWwEMZh_z4HHzaesQmwOW5GMF1J9xKlgjQzuzH4kWlvf0jJ5oEVJjX8Z8zWjc0NLgzN5B6qTLUrSRsoSW7SsLrV/s1600-h/afisa+teliko.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUBi4SHvaI7OLbgWbUgOTqLsHPc0fIJDF4MVHv3fLdJEOovkxl7c9YIhxoyEUtL1uSW9MFa1bsgq1FPfv_r8pGnkH2ZUz12JkLiaq7q4Rn5qCq1-jXbUYSeK33m6PR85dl1IgHTmoU1VSv/s1600-h/pisw.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUBi4SHvaI7OLbgWbUgOTqLsHPc0fIJDF4MVHv3fLdJEOovkxl7c9YIhxoyEUtL1uSW9MFa1bsgq1FPfv_r8pGnkH2ZUz12JkLiaq7q4Rn5qCq1-jXbUYSeK33m6PR85dl1IgHTmoU1VSv/s400/pisw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426870137716758130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px; " /></a></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">before the performance</span></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNT5ZY79y69DQZdCKLzuz_mqoE1X9VndxsxFGnyvFjJWON8qzP_mhbkD4JfwlM0CKkcJVuK9w-5Ji-1_ixeFtfSAnY3sZlESZWy9lv2s5_XxG5OyWoGN55agR_lDqU7roRnAsXO2sss8nQ/s400/DSC03861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425493918747241762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">during</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWu_nUpST5AYH8Qc4eBwzMwIlb2QdtNCLzPjM7cPLsVMoiHxiqbK5ZI3BCQKE7DzssFqTu0eYwbQobuHoChZQyHQnCwg4XEAXje_r2DDHGhEJPTw2RXfDd3Por1LhgPRmoxvAUHYHv-qXw/s400/DSC03748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425493922028135282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZCKKEPLKiNu012nlfvt8o2O6M36KtD1oi6oQxn_T0mP7IPNPD_EzNDQkcJtaQufDleRonqFSTlLSiZKJp0TKWK7ZbAutfua488cz6n37YQrbcEFYmSdLAGng0Jhus0zKGat61SeFyyVi/s1600-h/DSC03749.JPG"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">after</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZCKKEPLKiNu012nlfvt8o2O6M36KtD1oi6oQxn_T0mP7IPNPD_EzNDQkcJtaQufDleRonqFSTlLSiZKJp0TKWK7ZbAutfua488cz6n37YQrbcEFYmSdLAGng0Jhus0zKGat61SeFyyVi/s1600-h/DSC03749.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZCKKEPLKiNu012nlfvt8o2O6M36KtD1oi6oQxn_T0mP7IPNPD_EzNDQkcJtaQufDleRonqFSTlLSiZKJp0TKWK7ZbAutfua488cz6n37YQrbcEFYmSdLAGng0Jhus0zKGat61SeFyyVi/s400/DSC03749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425493933810902882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">after after</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic23Dtj2zmiKB2U_8akkDVYdm73f7pwDLPb9vkfjDZ0F28Hmllr3WFzayqzxFZo1V9a5K305bkgKksT98SxmANswoqvr_pcGhS6IL_TgIPBFDs3a0LAXyXZjrSm0BdlvAIZ8t0cDXDMBkH/s400/DSC03782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425496538836697218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i>and a review</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><p style="text-align: left; font-size:1.05em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">" Saptamana trecuta la CNDB am vazut “Harta” de Konstantin Mihos , o abordare performativa a geo-politicului balcanic. Vreo 30 de dansatori si performeri au redesenat un spatiu traversat istoric, de o multime de tensiuni etnice.</span></p><p style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Un spectacol captivant, pe ansamblu, tocmai prin forta emanata de toti cei de pe scena. Ma vad nevoita sa revin la </span><a href="http://xjudith.wordpress.com/2008/06/29/cu-mare-interziere-despre/" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">“Pupijla, papa Pupilo and the Pupilceks”</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, unde problematica etnica a sud-estului europei este mult mai puternic rezolvata din punct de vedere performativ si pentru ca m-a impresionat atat, cu greu pot sa ma mai las prada entuziasmului.</span></p><p style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Fara indoiala, momentul memorabil al spectacolului “Harta” a fost “Elena-Vlad”, sau lupta pentru teritoriul simbolic. Am mai retinut despre o bunica cu halat inflorat si care facea pipi din-picioare. Capotul asta inflorat poate sa fie un simbol balcanic, nu?</span></p><p style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">dAR am mai retinut si zambetul larg al Deliei de la sfarsitul spectacolului-tensiune eliberata, dupa ore de munca.</span></p><p style="text-align: left; "><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Harta</span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> este proiectului initiat de coregraful grec Konstantinos Mihos. Konstantin a vrut sa scoata tot ce era mai bun si mai frumos din expresivitatea celor cu care a lucrat o saptamana. Proiectul a debutat la Atena, in decembrie 2008, si la el au luat parte dansatori din Grecia, Albania, Bulgaria, Romania si Serbia, spune </span><a href="http://www.cndb.ro/harta-spectacol-de-dans-teatru-de-konstantin-mihos-i-wrong-movement-dance-co-duminic-10-ianuarie-ora-19-00-sala-rond-.html" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 204); text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">CNDB</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">."</span></p><p style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://xjudith.wordpress.com/2010/01/15/zambet-de-delia-pe-harta/">http://xjudith.wordpress.com/2010/01/15/zambet-de-delia-pe-harta/</a></span></span></span></p></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNT5ZY79y69DQZdCKLzuz_mqoE1X9VndxsxFGnyvFjJWON8qzP_mhbkD4JfwlM0CKkcJVuK9w-5Ji-1_ixeFtfSAnY3sZlESZWy9lv2s5_XxG5OyWoGN55agR_lDqU7roRnAsXO2sss8nQ/s1600-h/DSC03861.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNT5ZY79y69DQZdCKLzuz_mqoE1X9VndxsxFGnyvFjJWON8qzP_mhbkD4JfwlM0CKkcJVuK9w-5Ji-1_ixeFtfSAnY3sZlESZWy9lv2s5_XxG5OyWoGN55agR_lDqU7roRnAsXO2sss8nQ/s1600-h/DSC03861.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNT5ZY79y69DQZdCKLzuz_mqoE1X9VndxsxFGnyvFjJWON8qzP_mhbkD4JfwlM0CKkcJVuK9w-5Ji-1_ixeFtfSAnY3sZlESZWy9lv2s5_XxG5OyWoGN55agR_lDqU7roRnAsXO2sss8nQ/s1600-h/DSC03861.JPG"></a></div></div>Konstantin Mihoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10665596093720325737noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504391039472162952.post-82200497812471132112010-01-05T02:27:00.000-08:002010-01-09T00:54:50.202-08:00Bucuresti documentation 4/1/2010<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE1IdJFx3TcuB5rxA0s_09YvqY_SsmEDQqjY7szOB94W-SmsfSTf6fFEJ4-GlG0QAXQzDLZLqV3HIxV_Xrm61GwRaOBkSTMaD_r2KYXXU7asBHVzjcXGuXod54cuWf5xhrWFuBTdtDKl6A/s400/DSC03074_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423202340615843570" /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial, serif;">Dancing with history.. rolling into the past, offering a contradictory present to future understanding, to possible comprehension of what being together could mean for people of this world. Playing with metaphors, like this flag, that is a very strong one.. but that stopped somehow to offer us its strength.. or its us that are not into it anymore.. patriotism, nation, autonomy, sharing, togetherness.. just abstract notions?!</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkN5yMMWF-2YiyuN0Hp0NI9dG_25X-zpVWuXNSyJzrrQrBRKwVfWI-OeDisKmlxb8qipzI3nrkFVKWwlTP-nZgz5EImF3v87HrXLpqy6l0BEJKLFffSDw4V9Srjh3v_kIX-9_uH3DKAdw5/s400/DSC02939_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423202369146162626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px; " /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;">Measuring space with the flag, saving yourself on it, like on a floating boat, from the troubled waters of this huge political and social context, tiding yourself with it, like you are tied to the reality of our times, jumping on it, covering your fancy body, hoping that you can cover your mind and spirit a little with a glimpse of history.. everything like a dance.. sharing it with others, this flag can support you, if the help of the others is present.. there comes a kind of dizziness and happiness of this kind of communication with our beloved and contradictory history.. and awareness.. and the rest is dance…</span></span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo9SfOfIxXIOk0SZCE4PkpVhbK7KefAYrwjgrTdNxAaWlVdp4-z2VrvPH8V9cj4fpnkXyZVktEyXbqN-4Quuwm9CHpZf75POQs_Xn-yirKSD5bR_T7xnA2Nr0FCIclqd42InOTAm3mBZPz/s400/DSC02958_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423202355266616514" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia, serif;">Nu dadeam 2 bani pe steagul Romaniei…sa ma lase cu textele astea nationaliste, sunt satul de politica, de propaganda, de la cea comunista la cea actuala….</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Lucrand cu steagul, la un moment dat, mi l-am pus sub fund si…m-a apucat un fel de rusine, ce face eu cu simbolul Romaniei si ma gandesc acum la Tara, la Natie nu la guverne si politicieni…si mi-am dat seama ca au murit oameni pentru Steag…si ca eu confundam Steagul Romaniei cu anumite “triste figuri politice”, aflate vemelnic la guvernare.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Da! Avem un Steag si merita respectat, onorandu-i astfel pe cei ce au murit pentru el si Tara!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-JZ_PUjuh9jl4B_XKyYJkYTVJlokyBAx5TSNs5wIw-Z7RJNm2_Onj5ONlj_yDmpPrOLbla9JMoRe16PeSAihflLUrbLtGduqZnbDWsa-Q5clgqinRV-5UYZjuorOCFEMA8QHahAvCNBK1/s400/DSC03364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424094830611337154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana, serif;">Working with Konstantin Mihos is so…different. I became conscientious about my limitations and about the lack of national pride. I cannot portrait myself in a national community. I can not guarantee for others, just for myself. I do not feel protected by the flag, in my ignorance I associate the national symbol with the outcome of politics. I do not feel encouraged. I do not feel secure. I am not proud of being Romanian. Politics killed my pride and national identity. Maybe art will save us.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">These workshop bring me closer to the meaning of being attached to the national flag, closer to the meaning that my mind and body can resonate and give feedback to this profound connections</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">A flag has actually no physical existence. A flag exists only outside matter. It exists in minds, in hearts, in echoes, in memoires. I only reach its physical meaning. It’s smell, it’s colors, it’s form . Otherwise it doesn’t wake any inner thoughts, neither past, nor present related. And yet, just this thing arises unlimited opportunities . Because, in lack of a fixed purpose or an already accepted definition, being a simple piece of cloth, it can be a chameleon in the hands of the holder.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">So. along with the death of it’s main meaning, it let’s new and various other personal interpretations, thoughts, definitions.</span></p><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1fHWD9WJRsEpLiWFVIpgF4HhQJcD_clA8-ZGT-SMsv3FpnObgmTUOJovZTTfwvz0IIVlHRUELHZBhiBt6XHTRBgUM81B76XpFDAzzdmM65mJi1EB05a3FHvMDbVv1MePAmvwdijr8TPSv/s400/DSC02921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423202363508008434" /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">First I discovered how to use the material and how to move. How the material can make me move, through the force of the others. Then I discovered that the material was a flag. Then, when I was free to move, to move as I wanted, when I felt that I was in connection with it. And it was forcing me, hurting me and then letting me free. Making me escape. Just because it was a flag. In my mind. A real flag.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijmxcNAtx0OOcjLziyS03hSfksXL-niFyNyCOAc_et1WEyu_J5Ix7dl7Tm8DMOAq1428HrlXmgpygMGYwtockKhkkLrbPLYZO5Mvm2kphbUFgozuMVP3tjjsnhd1OFN2PibcF2a0ku3cXo/s400/DSC03301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424094833208717122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">I panicked a bit, after realizing that after it became conscious in me that it’s a flag we’re “playing with”, all my thoughts, and associations were aggressive, or had to do with aggression. Although earlier during an exercise, when this was expected and asked, I couldn’t be aggressive. So later I realized where this aggression might come from, or part of it’s origin: for me, flag=country, nation, flag is not history. If I associate flag with history, I associate it with respect, proudness. But country, nation is aggression. Interesting… for me.</span></p><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">Oh, and yes: it’s getting rely annoying how some people don’t pay attention and don’t take these serious, this whole thing. </span></span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPy8RPTLIi1eM0mgTJCrmzynRlUwix-UfFc3i7CpWjHJbkMJLb3tAURcDuf5S9Itouy3zpyEN4gNvsbb6c7az6gQ2rEhonCP6oUcQLfRZMvEVKILTQC7NPQrolbxZVZcjFEYSE_tTnkxbl/s400/DSC03100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423202349044407634" /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Cambria, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">When I was a child, at kindergarten , our teacher asked if father of somebody can make the stick for the flag My father made this stick . Our teacher gave me the flag and after some days I came to school like a winner with the flag in the wind. It was a patriotic feeling? No, at that moment I was five years old. It was more image that i took from the movies, a fiction. Now , I'm older and I continue to think that the symbol of flag is part from a fiction but a very strong fiction . When I used the flag in a "inappropriate" I felt that is a level that i cannot control and it is present all the time . It's like flag has his own power of presence that overwhelm me.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, serif;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, serif;"> <!--StartFragment--> </span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, serif;"><p class="MsoNormal"><i>Why should we talk about the past? Is it of any good? Maybe it depends on each country, it depends on each history, it depends on each personal view about what it was. I, as a Romanian citizen, I admit that I am sick and tired of talking about my country’s past. When I say history, past, anything related with ‘what it was’, I automatically say ‘communism’. Although I was just 5 years old when the communism collapsed (1989), I feel that my entire life until now has been related to it. I heard so many stories and specific unimaginable awful facts from my grandparents and my parents, that I have reached to the point of saying that I was there, I was present there and lived the crucial times of that period. It’s been 20 years from that time, and we, the Romanians still have problems with commenting, revealing and, some of us, in a very sarcastic way, still have to spread better memories about those times. From my point of view, there are two aspects that characterize Romanian people: on one hand, we cannot forget what happened then, and we keep and keep bringing back those memories, we practically live in the past (the older ones); some of us still see everything from a positive point of view (stability)- that are very few, and most of us, picture everything from an awful point of view (oppression). The consequences to this fact, is that the country hasn’t developing in any way: socially, economically, politically etc. On the other hand, young people, as I am, are totally detached from this history. Personally, I don’t want to hear about it, don’t want to think about it, don’t want to remember anything from my family’s stories. I know exactly how things were, but why am I suppose to begin and relive that period over and over again? Wasn’t that enough? I think it was. My country’s history means nothing to me at this point. For me, what it counts, it’s to try and bring a relief in my life, to bring newness, to start a new Era. 20 years of standing by, has meant nothing but regress, in no way has anything to do with progress. These times need a change. What I think is important nowadays, is a positive view upon intercultural experiences. I am sure that barriers between people shouldn’t exist anymore. We have to begin developing a new present as to have a different future. In this ‘Harta’ project- concerning the individual view upon my history as a Romanian, project considered to be political art, I can only express my deepest disappointment about my country’s past. Romanian flag means nothing to me, in the same way that I don’t consider myself a patriot, not at this present time.</i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiVBSunhn2IxgppEwd63Epp_ULknjt1ubsMCsj7U0cmbRAKZJ9ilPVlSk4YZ6CmgVwB6_RlI9XpEokRKpNd4Cz2h-IeyAtPedmOlTExWR2ArBu9Nuz04oIb02SRwJ6yLdN3q32Y41qYnGT/s1600-h/DSC03007.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiVBSunhn2IxgppEwd63Epp_ULknjt1ubsMCsj7U0cmbRAKZJ9ilPVlSk4YZ6CmgVwB6_RlI9XpEokRKpNd4Cz2h-IeyAtPedmOlTExWR2ArBu9Nuz04oIb02SRwJ6yLdN3q32Y41qYnGT/s400/DSC03007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423207923490346290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><br /></i></p> <!--EndFragment--> </span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, serif;font-size:180%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:17px;"><br /></span></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></div> <!--EndFragment--> </span></div>Konstantin Mihoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10665596093720325737noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504391039472162952.post-79300833268848687822009-12-18T06:48:00.000-08:002010-01-01T07:07:05.124-08:003-10 JANUARY 2010, BUCURESTI<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><b> <!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Trebuchet MS"">this Sunday, 3rd of January 2010, 4 am. First session </span></b></p> <!--EndFragment--> </b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The first day they were 57, </span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">the second day it was them: </span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><div><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Adriana Butoi, Cristina Lilienfeld,</span></span><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Loredana Marincas,</span></span></span><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Virginia Negru, Mihai Albu, Irina Buicescu, Fineta Grigorescu, Elena Copuzeanu, Condruz</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Bianca Mihaela,</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Dobre Georgiana, Aldea Teodora,</span></span><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Codruta Gavrila,</span></span></span><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Neacsu Alexandra, Vlad Basilici, Marius-Christian Burcea,</span></span><span lang="FR"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Kovacs Timea, Andreea David Gabriel, Mihai Dragomir, Popa Catalin, Calin Alexandru Mircea, Zvoboda Crina Elena, Mircea Popa Simil, Szekely Agota Timea, Ana Nedelcu, </span></span><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Carcu Lavinia Gabriela, </span></span></span><span lang="FR"><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Simona Ion,</span></span></span><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Dorin Eugen Ionescu,</span></span><span lang="EN-GB"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Marian Miulet, Alexandra Georgescu, </span></span><span lang="FR"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Elena Popovici, Delia Oniga, </span></span><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Antonescu Stefania Elvira, </span></span></span><span lang="FR"><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Catana Catrinel, </span></span></span><span lang="FR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Elena Carmen Manac, </span></span><span lang="FR"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Nicoleta Enache, Sorin Flutur, Belu Andreea Ioana, Ana Coltatu, </span></span><span lang="FR"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Capatina Arina</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">How many will survive till the performances on 9 and 10 of January</span></span>?</span></i></span></p> <!--EndFragment--> <div><br /></div></div></div>Konstantin Mihoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10665596093720325737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504391039472162952.post-12341498756836404342009-11-09T14:17:00.001-08:002009-12-20T10:33:04.087-08:00BUCURESTI 12 – 13 Decembrie 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwE3YGgZrhWZOVwOKokLYSAnGFw8o0e0m8epJAgs4OJIZO-wffjF2YqmXulB0d8p4I6HA1kNUntocQnsLafLB__QbxB0_6J4may-Cgaam5KuWRvF61Eb4ceJuiO1b7mTMePA0J5u21bG-d/s1600-h/Harta_Rom09_webNEW.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwE3YGgZrhWZOVwOKokLYSAnGFw8o0e0m8epJAgs4OJIZO-wffjF2YqmXulB0d8p4I6HA1kNUntocQnsLafLB__QbxB0_6J4may-Cgaam5KuWRvF61Eb4ceJuiO1b7mTMePA0J5u21bG-d/s400/Harta_Rom09_webNEW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412795441322500082" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><i><span style="font-family: Arial; font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-family:arial, serif;"><i><span style="font-family: Arial; font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-size:13px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">the point is rolling</span></span></span></i></span></span></i></span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxofKz3lVOeF522K9HC2N2N2-36jv2KP6_uOAPsPBLKV2D3CehcHn8pyaVKXFUNoJf9zbNOwvR1-BWbCxgUex4_d0LjSo_QZjM2JcvBMxwL7i0P58FEm4Ff92wRj1fUpuWYYewuEMnm99D/s1600-h/Harta_Rom09_web_Fin.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><br /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><br /></span><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Konstantin Mihoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10665596093720325737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504391039472162952.post-60584719458835726372009-09-15T13:54:00.000-07:002009-09-30T14:15:18.239-07:00SOFIA, 21-27 September 2009<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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/></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: rgb(20, 79, 174); "><span><a href="http://www.vsekiden.com/?p=58151"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">http://www.vsekiden.com/?p=</span></a><a href="http://www.vsekiden.com/?p=58151"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><wbr>58151</span></a></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:medium;"><div><div><span><a href="http://www.cult.bg/ind_theater_fo_full.php?id=331"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">http://www.cult.bg/ind_</span></a><a href="http://www.cult.bg/ind_theater_fo_full.php?id=331"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><wbr>theater_fo_full.php?id=331</span></a></span></div><div><a href="http://art-bg.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">http://art-bg.blogspot.com/</span></a></div><div><a href="http://www.teatri.bg/news.php?newsid=485"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">http://www.teatri.bg/news.php?newsid=485</span></a></div><div><a href="http://www.programata.bg/?p=40&l=1&c=1&id=55254"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">http://www.programata.bg/?p=40&l=1&c=1&id=55254</span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMWZjaM6sxap0ulXaooIIcLfypiBz9YfIjw3p_kOz2j8hf1LAwUNJY_WaHqibu4deJvOkwoZSzvrY68eTXVZr7BKsdZ682hFibqElm5JkNl3zjs5x_4dYOPinK0apZsJo0d4Nc_Fwxp6Z2/s1600-h/Harta+workshop.jpg"><img 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/></div><div>Performances</div><div>26-27/9 8 pm</div><div>Alma Alter Theatre </div><div><br /></div><div>Workshop hours</div><div>21-23/9 10-11.30 am</div><div>Rehearsing hours </div><div>21-24/9 12- 2 pm</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh773S-dsrw48UqGNiwkba18vGIp6MbJg3VBKv45tYCn1ve4hL0Edlfqc9rUYsNumU1sOuipDnWw5zIF0iWRdlMt08hdwiOU0_eZKcHt3AhUcwuyT7Xkd91fHcGeYsHL5Lgnjdi4aCHVjg5/s1600-h/IMG_5236.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh773S-dsrw48UqGNiwkba18vGIp6MbJg3VBKv45tYCn1ve4hL0Edlfqc9rUYsNumU1sOuipDnWw5zIF0iWRdlMt08hdwiOU0_eZKcHt3AhUcwuyT7Xkd91fHcGeYsHL5Lgnjdi4aCHVjg5/s400/IMG_5236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387370318571818562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " 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style="font-family:verdana;">6, 7 Δεκεμβρίου 2008 2 μμ</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Πολεμικό Μουσείο, Αθήνα</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Σκηνοθεσία, χορογραφία: Κωνσταντίνος Μίχος</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Συμμετέχουν: </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Ειρήνη Κουρούβανη, Μαρκέλλα Μανωλιάδη, Κώστας Τσιούκας, </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Παναγιώτης Ανδρονικίδης, Μαρία Φουντούλη </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana;">και Χριστίνα Βασιλίου, Αλτίν Χούτα, Σάσα Μπεζρόντνοβα, Ελένα Μέλνισκα, Στέφαν Στέρεβ</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Μουσική, τραγούδι: Σβετλάνα Σπάιτς</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Σύμβουλος παραγωγής: Νίκος Βαλκάνος</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Ιστορικός σύμβουλος: Επιστημονική Εταιρεία Μελέτης Φερών-Βελεστίνου-Ρήγα, Δημήτρης Καραμπερόπουλος</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div></div>Konstantin Mihoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10665596093720325737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504391039472162952.post-45272779228785030252008-12-01T01:43:00.001-08:002012-04-19T11:46:42.979-07:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Ne7OO2HkJ0yzsvkSLd0JUdiQVLUE2r77yQ7lM7-w_boW0g1grKBfAfpVXRlTBLKc7AuNItV4pcbgc7xoWEemBF0d60kJ5mdClGZCjMkSGS3847h5WGy8b2gUWRA-b5iRtuYG-5wxYx_t/s400/Picture+138+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280418859867789378" />Photos by Julian Venter<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMBlgrxedbiCpQsfQJB6RQBLnNh2QQJ1_qvBi21_nN56qLM6EuFQGUY2lzqudWWiaZ8YWu-rBsPa3XMKhp7PoMKrqutk7rW5p4OABAZ3zZRoe2EzXMVJ5UCjeP82tksN96DbQlULymd33o/s400/cristina+mama+122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283851821564294370" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiz25HfaZL47JiTCI8ySPVZSbk_rd-hhmKQ3FYI0N6xT5_3dEgh_gJKy3MifPpvNPFSQQe4Ban1SZ5qY4-4AEmHp5SVu-KJfjbSqNPDHAI3v2X3t-kVryVnI8YFn-82r9cWLFqpru5Qbt5/s400/cristina+mama+087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283851841468748514" /></a>photos by Tinela Gheorghievici<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNTpfcCl8TRb0_zOZpla6unHdsSHJUAIlj6WSSfrV84t_JJCydY__aezo_B1j7QKvu2m9AbJ8Ff7OstwAyRwInMSrTj7mVHpoYkS06KzULFAjjmqdwwml6FX_Q8mJIjvUZSEPOQTIVMHLM/s400/_1070830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280296293682284690" /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwdxVnfAFOgADyA-GvcbdO-A6jZ71uI7XH9xOdmXEauuUPHIGwJvj9-0u6Jlzd8LMnx0kyl9Vk9PK_RLV8ZqWtWxw0DZmR4UFcxU82Y_7bIb5Zj9MXZtXncBaE6ibjeN8C083WZavnoizS/s1600-h/_1070781.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwdxVnfAFOgADyA-GvcbdO-A6jZ71uI7XH9xOdmXEauuUPHIGwJvj9-0u6Jlzd8LMnx0kyl9Vk9PK_RLV8ZqWtWxw0DZmR4UFcxU82Y_7bIb5Zj9MXZtXncBaE6ibjeN8C083WZavnoizS/s400/_1070781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280296288935903282" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOSKOc1Kp8JAm4-lca4mTw24sZuXZYvuNfMbTpnhFp3a1wHtmHKrAQRMqsXALomNr9zNFVKALUYBL5WZffpzl4xfNHIuDhmAuFez8yVANct3cpDXfkzKllnUv4_DIVvG6yOdSsh52kXskP/s1600-h/love+will+tear+us+apart.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOSKOc1Kp8JAm4-lca4mTw24sZuXZYvuNfMbTpnhFp3a1wHtmHKrAQRMqsXALomNr9zNFVKALUYBL5WZffpzl4xfNHIuDhmAuFez8yVANct3cpDXfkzKllnUv4_DIVvG6yOdSsh52kXskP/s400/love+will+tear+us+apart.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280296288384989810" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM9hUCNspkUxukYfxtfbOscOmZia62dGgQ31gBcIYEZpCHHGhewFiJa_Riy093mkN9QF4w_UBOndwTBCFaEnO9_TYMc8l_casfGba3LVReLB6OaQMbT7GC4zFlY5p45pJWI5Mc6oQ2Ms5X/s400/%CE%91%CE%BB%CF%84%CE%B9%CE%BD+%26+%CE%95%CE%BB%CE%B5%CE%BD%CE%B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280294637568183378" />Photos by Nikos Pallis</div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgxgm3Mhyac">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgxgm3Mhyac</a></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6Ev0zrGXFE&feature=relmfu">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6Ev0zrGXFE&feature=relmfu</a></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnX1uBQAHdU&feature=relmfu">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnX1uBQAHdU&feature=relmfu</a></div><div><div><br /></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Konstantin Mihoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10665596093720325737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504391039472162952.post-20735737317445583422008-10-17T15:19:00.001-07:002009-09-21T11:51:12.988-07:00Sofia - Bulgaria 28.9.2008<div> </div><div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-family:Tahoma;">The ongoing travel</span></b><span style="font-family:Tahoma;">.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;">In September 2008 I traveled for first time to Sofia. Ivo the main teacher of contact improvisation in Bulgaria and Petya Stoykova have arranged to notify dancers who would be interested in the project to do two dance sessions with me. Petya Bojinova offered her studio and another Petya with 15 enthusiastic dancers showed up.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;">As I said repeatedly this wasn’t going to be an audition. I wanted to meet the dancers, dance with them, show them what interests me and the work will bring close or send away the participants.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;">First day began with a contact improvisation class, ending with a jam, so everyone would be loosen up and enjoy dancing with each other. Next day we worked with one of the processes that I am going to use during the project. Through a brainstorming of words from the story of Rigas Velestinlis, we accumulated them loosely connected in different formations; the people that choose them gathered in groups having the task to create a structural improvisation. Meanwhile I encouraged them to use text-voice and steel whatever they wanted from a dance performance we all watched the previous night.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Tahoma, serif;">The traveling to meet dancers will continue</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Tahoma;">photos by Natassa Paschalis from the sessions.</span></p></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJE4pWDr0nsKD3gfgH2dXYsSXDuSkj8qNAgSPtcokudokkm3wUbsVWCLVUwInGKHilN8DITLkE0QMoYCm8CnPC9tZWPgK1MDrsf-Nyqv3wDMcl3L6ZeJuiZhUzFlEeqVe69HyB_891391/s1600-h/DSC02538.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJE4pWDr0nsKD3gfgH2dXYsSXDuSkj8qNAgSPtcokudokkm3wUbsVWCLVUwInGKHilN8DITLkE0QMoYCm8CnPC9tZWPgK1MDrsf-Nyqv3wDMcl3L6ZeJuiZhUzFlEeqVe69HyB_891391/s400/DSC02538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252221746373017026" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; 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text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div>Konstantin Mihoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10665596093720325737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5504391039472162952.post-76215855347178943422008-10-17T00:05:00.000-07:002009-11-10T00:06:55.296-08:00first response from Bulgariasome people answered to my invitation..<div>this was from Elena..<br /></div><div><br /></div>What do you remember eating in the morning when you were home. What do you drink now?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; ">My mother’s coffee with milk, early in the mornings in her house. Or was it milk with coffee?<br />Before that: “popara” that my granny used to make: soft white bread in very small pieces,with mashed white (“feta”) cheese (we only call this cheese “cheese”, the rest is called “kashkaval”), with lots of butter, and hot milk poured on it. This was the standard breakfast before school. To this in the radio, EVERY day at exactly the same time, there was the epic song about Zar Ivan Shishman who lost against the Turks. It sounded more like a school bell, but I’m sure it left its trace in my unconscious mind.<br />Now I like drinking black tea, my mother gets sent by a friend from Yemen.<span style="font-style: italic; "></span></span><br /><br />What do you remeber from your father?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">His big ears, his belly of a pregnant woman. Once I told him this and he laughed with me a lot about it. At that time I had no idea it was a typical occurance with cancer patients.<br />I remember falling asleep together, with him, my brother and me in bed, while my mother was working night shifts.<br />He was big, always bigger than me. And quite kind. I think I got stuck with a syndrom for looking for him in my men. That’s why I always chose men who were not there – because he left me so early, I guess.<br />I remember recently I dreamt that him and me are lying in bed together. Not making love, just lying in the same bed, naked. It felt like we were brother and sister- I think this was the first time I felt that now we are equal. Because I was always a little girl when he died, and never got to meet him as a grown up.<br />Actually I also think that it was somehow good that he left me to grow up without his authority. I guess he would have been too conservative for my liking in the times when I enjoyed indulging in all sorts of freedoms. Only later I realised I was missing him</span><br /><br />How did your lovers fuck?<br />T<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">he first one was as caring as could be. He was a literature teacher and explained everything to his students in sexual terms. He also believed that sex can cure any illnes, which didn’t help with my chicken pox. But he would come to visit me and read me stories.<br />The many after are not worth mentioning.<br />The last one was great. I called him St.Peter. We used to get very stoned, he would invent great stories to tell me, and then we’d fuck a lot. I think he was secretly in love with me for years, but I’d already left. He was doing up wooden floors in rich people’s houses. Sometimes he would call me in Berlin from their phones.<br />For a while we were still lovers when I’d go back, even though we were never in a relationship, but at some point I felt I was moving much faster in my life, and didn’t feel connected any more, so I didn’t call him any more.<br />This was about 6 or 7 years ago, since then I’ve never made love in Bulgarian. In fact it was extremely strange to dance CI in Sofia for the first time. People talking in Bulgarian and smelling different than people in the jams here.<br />This year I had a man here who smelled of Bulgaria after love, even though he’d never been there. (this is a part of my solo) This made me crazy for him. (well, he was good in bed anyway). It is such a strong memory this musty smell of Bulgarian men – I could only compare its effect on me to good hemp or jasmin oil. I guess I’m always looking for it…</span><br /><br />How do you feel for Turks subconsiously?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">Frustration and fear, extremely vulnerable as a woman.<br />And I wonder how come. I’ve met very good Turks in my conscious existence.<br />Jalaladin Rumi, whom I deeply admire, lived in Anatolia, and so do his followers.<br />I love the call for prayer from the mosques.<br />So I’m quite interested in confronting this subconscious disposition - I’d like to dance with Turks. </span><br /><br />Do you still have the history book of 11 years old?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "> I don’t remember so much the history books, but I remember a poem very well:<br />- Даваш ли, даваш, Балканджи Йово,<br />хубава Яна на турска вяра?<br />- Море, войводо, глава си давам,<br />Яна не давам на турска вяра! -<br />Отсякоха му и двете ръце,<br />та пак го питат и го разпитват:<br />- Даваш ли, даваш, Балканджи Йово,<br />хубава Яна на турска вяра?<br />- Море, войводо, глава си давам,<br />Яна не давам на турска вяра! -<br />Отсякоха му и двете нозе,<br />та пак го питат, разпитват:<br />- Даваш ли, даваш, Балканджи Йово,<br />хубава Яна на турска вяра?<br />- Море, войводо, глава си давам,<br />Яна не давам на турска вяра! -<br />Избодоха му и двете очи,<br />и го не питат, нито разпитват,<br />току си взеха хубава Яна,<br />та я качиха на бърза коня<br />да я откарат долу в полето,<br />долу полето, татарско село.<br />Яна Йовану тихом говори:<br />- Остани сбогом, брате Йоване!<br />- Хайде със здраве, хубава Яно!<br />Очи си нямам аз да те видя,<br />ръце си нямам да те прегърна,<br />нозе си нямам да те изпратя!<br /><br />It’s about taking away Yana from her brother into a Turkish village.<br /><br />- Would you give, would you give, Yovo from the Balkan,<br />beautiful Yana to the Turkish faith?<br />- Chieftain, I’d rather give my head,<br />but I won’t give Yana to the Turkish faith.<br /><br />They cut off both his arms, and again they ask him:<br />- Would you give, would you give, Yovo from the Balkan,<br />beautiful Yana to the Turkish faith?<br />- Chieftain, I’d rather give my head,<br />but I won’t give Yana to the Turkish faith.<br /><br />They cut off both his legs, and again they ask him:<br />- Would you give, would you give, Yovo from the Balkan,<br />beautiful Yana to the Turkish faith?<br />- Chieftain, I’d rather give my head,<br />but I won’t give Yana to the Turkish faith.<br /><br />They took out both his eyes,<br />And they don’t ask him any more,<br />But they got the beautiful Yana,<br />Put her on a fast horse,<br />To take her down to the valley,<br />Down to the valley, to the Tatar village.<br /><br />Quietly Yana says to Yovan:<br />- Farewell my brother Yovan!<br />- You stay well, beautiful Yana!<br />I have no eyes to see you,<br />I have no arms to embrace you,<br />I have no legs to accompany you. </span><br /><br /><br />what do you carry with you?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">There is one little village in the Rila mountain where my father built a house as he was dieing from cancer even faster in the years after Chernobil. He bought the plot shortly after I was born, but as he was not allowed to own it because he already had a property, and, of course, one couldn’t own two, he bought it on the name of his mother-in-law. Anyhow I spent countless days, holidays and vacations, summers, winters, springs and autumns. A girl from the capital city could never be one of the locals, but there was not many capital girls that I knew who had a place of adventure like this.<br />Recently I have come to realise that knowing this place as long as I have known anything in this life, and being able to go back to it again and again, even if it has grown smaller in the years I’ve been busy growing bigger, and even with the changing times, it is giving me a great sense of stability and peace. I know the earth, the stones, the grass, the trees, the flowers, the smell of the forest, the curves of the hill, the shape of the river stones, the chill of the water, the slippery feel of the bottom of the pond I used to swim in, the space between here and the mountain peaks, the harshness of the winter up there, the depth of the snow, its crispness and glow in the dark, the warmth of the fire in the house when I take off my wet boots at the end of the day, the magic of the stars in the calm of the night, the harsh freshness of the night air.<br />In an extremely cold winter a bear came down to the medow infront of the house, or so my father said.<br />In the night we were having a piss down in the grass from the terrace, taking the sobering challenge of the chill, and jumping back under the warm duvet.<br />There are two big arm chairs on each side of the fire place of that house. In the years since my sexual awakeing I got into the habit of taking a picture in my mind of the men that have sat on these arm chairs in evenings of the nights to come.<br />Of course, it was always the men who wanted to take care of the fire, and I’d always let them have their fun. Until many years later I realised that I actually never learned to light the fire skillfully because it was always the men who wanted to do it.<br />The place where we would go skiing from there has a Turkish name – Cham koria – Pine tree forest. The highest peak in that mountain has a Turkish name – Musallah – Allah’s mountain.<br /></span><br />What oppresses you?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">Ignorance, and as results of it: the “I know it all” attitude, disrespect, lack of moral values, lazyness and pessimism, unwillingness to cooperate for a common good, stubournness, lack of interest…<br /></span>Konstantin Mihoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10665596093720325737noreply@blogger.com0