Dance!

The annual Luminato arts festival is on right now, and I found out a few months ago that they were bringing Pina Bausch's dance company, Tanztheater Wuppertal, to perform one of her longer pieces, Kontakhof. I'd adored what I'd seen of Bausch's choreography in Wim Wender's documentary, Pina, so I got us tickets for tonight.

It was brilliant.

The performance was nearly three hours with intermission, and it never flagged once. I was funny and playful and shocking and fascinating. It's set in a dance hall, with men and women in formal dress who play off each other in interesting ways, and is as much theatre as dance.

( It doesn't do it justice, but have some video: )

Mark! Haircuts! And Bondage!

I was downloading some pictures from the weekend's Soccer Aid charity match, like this...


which prompted this exchange with the Sweetie.

Me: Man, you know I love Mark, but I really just want to tie him down and give him a haircut.

Sweetie: You just want to tie him down.

He possibly knows me too well.

ETA: Just realized this is even more apropos than I realized last night. Because I'm currently working on the cop!Howard story, which also happens to be the kidnapped!Mark story, and at the moment I've got Mark tied up in a basement, awaiting rescue. Heh.