I am fascinated and excited by the emergence of new forms of movement art, which are not commonly regarded as dance, such as skateboarding and parkour.
Energy yes! Quality: No!
Time flies, or so it is said. But does it? And if it does, does it fly like a plane or like a bird or a bee perhaps? This week I went to see the fourth and final episode of the Proust cycle by Guy Cassiers and the RO Theater.
Compared with the retrospective at the Tate Gallery in 1995 this is a rather poor, pared down overview.
For a moment I too was deceived. The pinewood in the paintings of the Flemish painter Cornelius Gijsbrechts looks astonishingly real. With its knots and splinters even from up close it looks as if a piece of wood has been varnished.