If books could kill is a podcast that with enthusiasm and wit dissicates the phenomenon of self help […]
THE PREVIOUS NOVEMBER, a row of wooden beach huts, their paintwork lifted and flaked by the hard east...
I boarded a ship; it had large, beautiful windows but not much floor space. A couple of sofas angled towards each other in the middle. The guy conducting the tour was quite a character. He showed me a screen behind me with a wall of possibilities, some kind of interface to an AI that you could prompt for the life you wanted. He said,
"You have to breathe with your ears and eyes. You'll be alright."
So, for me to be s...
The following is a personal review and interpretation of the show “Nothing Personal” as shown at The Norwegian […]
From the creators of Loving Vincent, like its predecessor this movie is also painted – a form of...
And for a while she imagined the world differently. photo: The Choreologist with the assistance of some degree […]
They run around in circles, showing each other the world up there, each standing behind each, pointing to the sky, then walking away, showing their sons and daughters where to go, then leaving , continuing the process, Pointing to the sky, leaving, pointing to the sky, leaving.
One of them holds their fist in the air. Protesting or trying to state something is wrong, to make right. Revolution?
For a while they all participate together in something that looks like
Man kan bli fryktelig skuffet, tenker hun, over ikke å få en ting man har ønsket seg lenge, […]
West Coast ballroom community gathers in L.A. to honor O’Shae Sibley, who died voguing at a Brooklyn gas […]
On the dot. Another attempt at crossing offThe social to-do Minutes ticking away on what a weird wheel-time […]
«Switch places!» said The Mad Hatter. Went to a different restaurant again today, it didn’t help. Stayed up […]
As I looked into my fathers teeth as he talks, something about family and wanting grandchildren, I see...
Why, the lone wolf, as a woman, is a woman
Looking for the next
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Therapy 1 through 10 | Terapi 1-10 is a choreography for 2 dancers revolving around a therapist who is assigned a patient who for unknown reasons, will not speak. During the piece we follow his journey through trying to understand and investigate this strange disorder.
Alt er liksom linjer, men kjennest som ein stabel, nei, som ein haug, ein haug av tid og […]
Five years after the nazis invaded Fornebu april 9th, NRK reported, by Hartvig Kiran, that the nazis had surrendered. At the end of the broadcast were sent 16 special notices, among them "Tobent Rev" (Fox on two legs), "Kalvedans til frokost" (Calf dance for breakfast) and "Kjærlighet uten strømper" (love with no socks). These were coded messages for Milorg and british agents in Norway. In this episode, one could also hear the morse code for...
And she would eat. And she would eat. And she would greet the feeling and say not yet, […]
Nibaldo Villegas was a physical education teacher who was murdered in 2018 by one of her students, who […]
In a dark and stormy night, a crow perched atop a lamp post outside the newspaper’s headquarters. The […]
Nåland/Nowland is a dance piece set in the town of “Nowland”, where one day the small town is […]
“…and I felt saddest of all when I read the boring chapters that were only descriptions of whales, because I knew that the author was just trying to save us from his own sad story, just for a little while.”
The dancer performing in solidarity with the women in iran against the regime. Video credit: BBC
In the world of illusion and magic,There are tricks that will leave you ecstatic.Awe-inspiring and captivating, Here are...
Teksten er skrevet av meg, fritt etter opplevelsen av forestillingen Barbarians, som vist på Dansens Hus 21. februar...
“Any attempt at fighting the camp’s psychopathological influence on the prisoner by psychotherapeutic or psychohygienic methods had to […]
Outside a remote village in Russia’s Far East a man-eating tiger is on the prowl. The tiger isn’t […]
, 106 years ago, Hilma af Klint drew something, with the beautifully handwritten note : “The atom posesses […]
og når håret mitt blir så langt at det faller ned i ansiktet ditt er jeg for lengst […]
“We will never fight again, our lovely, quick, template-ready arguments. Our delicate cross-stitch of bickers. The house becomes […]