In Spite of Sidelined Star, “Cosi Fan Tutte” Shines

Those in attendance at the performance of Cosi Fan Tutte at the Metropolitan Opera were presented with bad news upon entering the Opera House and receiving their programs.

“In this evening’s performance of Cosi fan tutte, the role of Ferrando will be sung by Bruce Sledge, replacing Pavol Breslik, who is ill.”

Yet Sledge, who has performed in both the Metropolitan and City Operas, filled in without a hitch, adding to the wondrous performance of the Mozart opera, a triumphant performance of both sight and sound.

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When There’s No Such Thing as Still Life: Dancing in the Museum

Dance performances most commonly took place in expensive and ornamental theaters. The popular dances presented were ballet, contemporary and modern, and were for the aristocracy and wealthier individuals. Recently, many dance companies have been presenting their productions at very unconventional venues, like museums such as the Guggenheim. An investigation was conducted to figure out the reasons behind this new trend.

The performances at museums are less expensive and more accessible to everyday individuals, but only present certain types of dance like contemporary and modern. From this investigation, we concluded that the main reasons these performances are taking place at museums is for money. The museums are able to profit from renting out their auditoriums to companies such as Works & Process. We also learned that many traditional venues are trying to attract larger audiences by offering discounts to students.

When There\’s No Such Thing as Still Life: Dancing in the Museum

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The School for Lovers: Sex Education

November 9th, it was a rather cold and dark night, yet it was perfect timing for watching Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart’s Cosi fan tutte at the Metropolitan Opera. As I walked upon the steps of the Metropolitan Opera’s entrance, I was amazed by the schedule of performances for the next week lit up on the ledge of the steps. I felt a cold breeze as I passed by the water fountain as it spurted out massive amounts of water into the air. As I walked closer and closer to the Met Opera, I came to the realization of how huge the building was in comparison to my small body and I was in awe. When I entered the building, I was in admiration of the beauty that was presented before me. I saw a long red velvet carpet, crystal chandeliers and polished wood columns, that all seem to unite the beauty of the building’s interior. I also had wonderment for the beauty of the gowns that the female opera attendees had worn. Many had on long, silky gowns that one would see only on a runway or at a movie premier; there were also a few individuals who stood out, such as a women in traditional Japanese kimonos. As I was seated, I was surprised by the translators that were available, because I believed I would have had to sit through three hours of listening to Italian singing without having the least bit of understanding. The performance commenced.

When the orchestra began to play, the sweet sounds of strings and woodwinds had mellowed my soul; I was at peace. The scenery was also an aspect of the opera to admire, as it was well crafted and the ability to move building across the stage was astounding. The colors reflected what one would see in reality of a beach or of a home. Aside from the scenery and the orchestra, the singers had stolen my heart; I fell in love with their voices and their characterizations. Don Alfonso reminded me of Iago from William Shakespeare’s Othello with his conniving, sly ways; the commitment of Fiordiligi to Guglielmo created a spot of sympathy for her in my heart. I felt pity for Ferrando as Dorabella was not as committed to him as her sister was to Guglielmo, and to me, Dorabella was deserving of dislike for her lack of commitment. The character that won my heart the most was Despina, as it was her humor and breaking down of the fourth wall that created a strong connection for me to her. The opera was brilliantly devised in plot, although the second act was a tad too long and in terms of reality, the events would have finished earlier if it were not for the constant singing. The length of the second act was compensated by the on-pitch, clear, melodious notes of the music and singers. However, one aspect of the opera that I did not appreciate as a feminist was the underlying sexist tones created by all the male characters.

The events of the play only occur because men are not trusting of their women. Don Alfonso is the epitome of a male chauvinist, insisting that he knows how women are, believing that they are evil creatures whose hearts do not remain loyal. Don Alfonso insists that he will school Guglielmo and Ferrando in the ways of women; essentially creating opportunity for a psychological sex education class. If it were not for Don Alfonso, Guglielmo and Ferrando’s persistence, the women would not have cheated on their men. Dorabella and Fiordiligi would have not been swayed by “the Arabs” if the men only trusted them and their loyalty. Don Alfonso only teaches the men that if you are extremely persistent, you can sway any woman, single or taken. Other than the sexism presented by the men, Despina is to be admired for her non-traditional take on womanhood, essentially thinking like a male but maintaining her femininity.

As the singers took their bows, I was overjoyed at having lived through my first opera. The night was well spent. I cannot wait for future performances at the Metropolitan Opera!

Ferrando, Fiordiligi, Dorabella, Guglielmo

Ferrando and Fiordiligi

Mozart

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12/15 Assignment

Project Due

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The Making of an Opera: Behind the Scenes at the Metropolitan Opera House

From the time the curtain rises to the actors’ final bows, chances are that very few members of the audience have stopped to think about the time and effort put towards a performance, of both actor and stagehand alike. On November 9th, 2010, I had the opportunity to see Cosí Fan Tutte at the Metropolitan Opera House at Lincoln Center. All the elements of the performance—from the singers’ enthralling voices and the rapturous music of Mozart, to the artistic beauty of the scenery—combined to make the opera a truly amazing experience. Looking back on that night, I now realize that I was unaware of the small details and people behind the scenes that worked together to make Cosí Fan Tutte a successful opera.

On November 10th, 2010, the day after my night at the opera, I had the opportunity to tour the Metropolitan Opera House with a group of my classmates. Being able to see the behind-the-scenes workings of the opera house allowed me to discover how intricate the process of putting together such a performance is. The first stop of the tour was the theatre itself, where the scenery for that night’s upcoming opera was being assembled by stagehands. It was strange to see the large stage cluttered with massive pieces of scenery, knowing that only the night before a performance had taken place on the exact same stage. Backstage, the view was even more striking; the stage appeared enormous, even more so than if you were seated in one of the many red velvet seats. Workers milled back and forth on the stage, talking into their headsets, with tool belts hanging from their waists.

After touring the stage, we were led to the to the art department, which I found to be the most fascinating of all the floors we visited. The first of the two rooms we toured housed a variety of props and pieces of scenery, from ornate jewelry, to gilded busts, to life-size replicas of paintings. Beside one of the work benches was a rack of elaborate costumes to be dyed or aged with paint. According to the tour guide, it was important for each member of the art department not only to have artistic skill, but also to be knowledgeable in the time periods these props represented. Time was not only taken to create these props, but also to research their histories. The second room of the art department housed the area where large pieces of set were constructed from wood. Workers, armed with electric saws, stood at large tables, cutting away at enormous sheets of wood that would eventually become the scenery the audience would admire during an opera.

In addition, we had the opportunity to tour the costume and wig department. Racks of various costumes, from elaborate royal capes to simple overcoats, lined the sides of the room. Countless rolls and boxes of fabric were perched on shelves hung from the walls. You could hear the constant humming of a sewing machine, or the hiss of a steam iron. It was amazing to see both finished costumes with ornate details and those in-progress. In the wig room, wigs of all colors and styles lined shelves across the walls. The tour guide commented that for some of the wigs, it was necessary to thread individual hairs into a headpiece one-by-one. To me, it was difficult to believe that such painstaking time and effort could be put into a single aspect of a costume.

My experience touring the Metropolitan Opera House truly opened my eyes to the work and countless hours that go into making an opera as elaborate as Cosí Fan Tutte. When you find yourself sitting opposite the stage in one of those red seats, you never truly grasp a sense of the small details and behind-the-scenes processes that contribute to the performance, whether it be costume and wig design or set assembly. Being able to witness firsthand the hidden aspects of creating an opera gave me a greater appreciation not only for the main actors on stage, but also the people working backstage to make such a large production successful.

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Superficially, beauty is aesthetics. We find something to be beautiful if it pleases the eye and gives us pleasure to look at. Specific standards of beauty are also dictated through the media by magazines, television shows, cinema and advertisements. Our culture absorbs these standards into their subconscious and instinctively tries to live by their ideals. Yet these standards are merely details within the history of beauty. Humans innately create a similar ideal of human beauty where those with clear skin, reasonable features and moderate proportions became the paradigm of perfection, the golden ratio becoming a vital part of beauty.

But beauty does not just hold this one superficial meaning. It moves beyond the world of shallow aesthetics and into the world of philosophy and spirituality where it accompanies truth. We see something truthful and it reminds us of an ideal – honesty. Something open and straightforward can be as revelatory as beauty is. Art might not always be aesthetically pleasing but it is always beautiful, because it reveals some truth of the human experience. And to conclude with a quote from John Keats: “Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.”

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Review: Alvin Ailey Performance 12/9

On Thursday, December 9th, I had the privilege of watching Alvin Ailey’s performance of Anointed, The Prodigal Prince, as well as their signature piece, Revelations, performed at the New York City Center.

It is difficult to not be impressed by what Alvin Ailey presents. In their first piece, Anointed, there was such grace in the dancing between Linda Celeste Sims and Jamar Roberts. To further explore this grace, is the idea that one motion lead swiftly into another. This is also due to the choreographer’s, Christopher L. Huggins, expertise while the dancers execute the dance in a very aesthetically pleasing fashion. There were moments in which the female dancer would have to completely trust the male dancer. I am both impressed by the trust that is required to carry out these dance moves, but also by the talent and strength of both Linda Sims and Jamar Roberts required. One of the amazing things about dance is, as I mentioned earlier, grace. What is even more impressive is the amount of elegance Jamar expresses even when carrying Linda. The way he moves when carrying her makes it seem effortless, and I think that’s what marks a gifted dancer. One point in which I will keep referring back to besides the obvious talent and immense preparation of the company is facial expressions of the dancers. Luckily, I was able to get a very close seat to the stage which may have limited my view of the entire stage, but it also allowed me to see all the expressions of the dancers. Generally, when I think of dance, I focus more on the shoulders down. However, in this performance and in the later ones, it becomes crystal clear, the importance of the dancers facial emotion. I was amazed to see how much one expression could make me feel and the story that it could tell.

The Prodigal Prince was very interesting. I had a difficult time interpreting what the dance meant for majority of the dance and was left observing the ability of the dancers instead. This piece was very ritualistic and towards the beginning, there were some interesting male with male dances. One moment that really stuck out in which I had a slight clue about what was going on was when there was an eye projected on the screen as Hector Hyppolite, played by Kirven James Boyd, removes is clothing. This presented such an eerie hypnotic sensation. On the performance level, I found it interesting that John the Baptist, played by Clifton Brown, remained so emotionless. I think this was a very real and intellectual artistic choice.

I was absolutely amazed with the performance of Revelations. The costume designer did an amazing job, especially with the color, how it transitions from brown, which symbolizes dirt an sin, to white, which symbolizes holiness, during the baptism and his rebirth. I was very impressed with Matthew Rushing during part 2, “Take me to the Water”. Rushing’s interpretation of the dance was so incredibly fluid it seemed flawless. I have never seen dancing of this caliber and so consistently between most of the dancers. Also, in part 3, “Move, Members, Move”, there was a section during “Sinner Man” when each of the three guys took the stage and did a small “solo”. The choreography here was absolutely jaw dropping and for the men, Jermaine Terry, Daniel Harder and Samuel Lee Roberts, to dance with so much energy was incredible. Then, when they danced together, I was even more impressed with the brilliance of the choreography.

This performance was outstanding and I would suggest anyone to watch. The level of talent is incredible and I would definitely like to see another Alvin Ailey show. The dancers were fantastic, the costume designers were very creative and the lighting was fabulous. You will be amazed.

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A New Revelation

Fifty years ago, African American dancer Alvin Ailey conceived one of the most intricate and spiritual performances ever produced. Hosted now at City Center in Manhattan, Alvin Ailey’s “Revelations” tells a tale of sorrow and relief, cleansing of sins, and pure joy through the medium of dance. Accompanied by soulful blues music and spiritual hymns, Revelations draws on the struggle of African Americans through history, something Alvin Ailey referred to as his, “Blood memories”.

Alvin Ailey himself was an accomplished dancer, producing 79 works for the performers in his company, and often collaborating with other well known dancers, like Lester Horton, and incorporated Horton’s technique into his own style. The Alvin Ailey American Dance Theatre is world renowned, and the group has performed over 200 different productions since its beginnings.

Ailey conceived Revelations by recalling his childhood in rural Texas, going to church on hot summer days, and witnessing baptisms. His faith was a major theme of his work, and Revelations does an excellent job of extending that faith to the audience.

Reaching for the heavens. Source : tonyaplank.com

A story in 3 acts, the first part of Revelations is entitled, “Pilgrim of Sorrow”, and features nine dancers that stoop bowed, taking low stances, and periodically reaching upward towards the light. The music is slow and mournful, and the dancers appear very introspective. They convey an enormous sense of weight and yearning, their shabby brown clothing emphasizing their mortality.  “Pilgrim of Sorrow” ends with the song “Fix me Jesus”, where a woman is guided through her movements by a man, a representation of an angel on earth.

Act two, “Take me to the Water”, begins with a man leading a young couple across the stage, waving white cloths, as if to herald good news.  The music has a faster tempo and is more upbeat, and large sheets of silk are stretched across stage, bringing the image of a baptism to life.  The dancers bodies ripple like water itself, fluid motions and inspiring vocals merge in a way that would bring a tear to your eye. A baptism is about washing away the sins of the old, and entering a new life,  and the intense duet at the end of “Take me to the Water”  illuminates the happiness and excitement one would be after being cleansed.

The women rejoice. Source: voiceofdance.com

Act three, “Move, Members, Move” may bring back poignant images of a stifling Sunday morning in church. The women are clad head to toe in yellow, with long flowing dresses and yellow fans to beat the heat. The men are in their Sunday best, garbed with vests and dress pants, and they all step in unison to a wonderfully choreographed dance utilizing stools and their fans. The women keep their hands on their back and their heads held high, possessing an air of dignity and inspiring awe.

Alvin Ailey’s Revelations was truly one of the best dance productions I’ve ever seen. Their company wasn’t called “Cultural Ambassador to the World” for no reason, because they’ve performed this and other amazing shows for five decades now. Every aspect of the show was incredible, even the dancers themselves were works of art. Everyone was perfectly sculpted, men whose legs were as thick as tree trunks but as sprightly as any of the women, and petit young girls with exceptional functional strength. I cannot recommend seeing this show enough,  it might even change your life and your most personal beliefs.

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Art and Music are Merely Words

Wednesday, November 3rd.  The Metropolitan Museum of Art, familiar to many New Yorkers, hosted an exhibition of the new John Baldessari “Pure Beauty” exhibit. This was somewhat of a milestone for the Metropolitan, colloquially called the Met, to present a collection of a contemporary artist among its hallowed halls.  The Met’s collection spans several centuries, but featuring art produced by someone that’s still alive has seemed sort of contrived, even Dali’s Crucifixion seemed sort hidden from traffic. Baldesarri was a pioneer of what we may call “non art”, in that many of the pieces presented were often conceptual or minimalist in theme, in stark contrast to iconic images like Hokusai’s The Great Wave off Kanagawa or Washington Crossing the Delaware. “Pure Beauty” focuses on philosophical issues, aesthetics in art, what exactly can be considered art, and even uses font to make a statement, reminiscent of Magritte’s Treachery of Images. In an effort to the appeal to the expanding bubble of hip young 20-somethings, the museum designated an “after hours” show on this particular Wednesday, open to any college student for free.  Where would be a better place to meet like-minded intellectuals from all over the great city of New York?

Upon arriving, there was a noticeable dearth of shuffling tourists and babbling children. The lights had been dimmed to facilitate a more intimate setting, and a bar had been set up in the center of the main lobby. Well dressed young men and women were walking about while a projector displayed monochrome images of foreign faces across an entire wall.  One truly felt part of an elite few, chosen to walk the halls of this melting pot of culture and offer our own insight and criticism to whoever would listen (and enjoy some free vegetarian empanadas while we were at it.)

A picture of myself, broadcasted across the wall at the Met.

Proceeding into the exhibit, patrons are presented with a sort of  “living painting”, a text painting that details its life from the moment it was first conceptualized across 7 gray canvases, and it will continue to grow as it travels the globe.  (:June 19, 1968 Idea Conceived at 10:25 a.m.”) Baldesarri’s  incredible works are presented chronologically, his earliest pieces can hardly be called visually aesthetically pleasing, one painting is devoted to “what not to do in a painting”, but they are all designed to make the viewer question their concept of what defines art. Repetition and arbitrary games are also a major theme of his earlier work, and several of his pieces feature a similar image with a minor variation, spanning a significant part of the wall, and drawing the observer ever closer to scrutinize every individual part.

A peek at one of the stills employed by Baldessari in his artwork. From metmuseum.org

While snaking through Baldessari’s “reappropriating movie stills” phase of his career, a stage had been set up in the lobby and a band called Fluffy Lumbers began their set. In much a way that Baldesarri produced “non art”, this could’ve been considered “non music”. A large, swirling maelstrom of shoegaze rang out through the museum at an ear splitting volume, evoking images of the likes of Joy Division and My Bloody Valentine. Filtered vocals and droning guitars created a wall of sound that was impenetrable unless standing directly next to whomever you were conversing with.

Fluffy Lumbers drawing a crowd. From the Met's Flickr. account.

The experience of meeting several young men and women interested in things like myself, while enjoying the mentally stimulating artwork of John Baldesarri, and the conceptual musical style of Fluffy Lumbers has made a lasting impression on me. To me, this is exactly what about being a college student in New York is about, taking advantage of every great opportunity offered to us, and building new connections with new people. The Baldesarri exhibit will continue until January 9th, and I highly recommend seeing it while you can.

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Ailey’s “Anointed” Enthralls Through Dance and Song

(N.B. Instead of reviewing the entire Ailey performance for my third and final review, I decided to review just one of the three acts, within the scope of the entire performance. I hope this is okay.)

When this writer went to a performance by the Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater at New York City Center on December 9th, he expected a series of dance performances set to music, that would convey a physical, perhaps even visceral, emotion, as all dances do. This writer had seen excerpts from Alvin Ailey’s classic 1960 piece, Revelations, performed that night, and he realized that, while it would tell a story within the movement, it would not necessarily present a narrative through the entire performance.

That expectation of Revelations was shattered by Anointed, a new piece by Christopher L. Huggins, featuring music from Sean Clements and electronica composer Moby. Through the incredible performance of Linda Celeste Sims and Jamar Roberts, accompanied by a variety of musical styles, Anointed tells a simple story in a miraculous fashion without any words at all.

Anointed makes very good use of the very atmospheric music that exemplifies Moby’s oeuvre in the first scene, “Passing” creating a natural, almost dream-like state through the sparse scenery, props, and costume, and almost flowing music. Only Sims and Roberts appear on stage in this part, both wearing black bodysuits, accompanied by Moby’s “Grace“. The closeness in movement, the many times Sims is lifted by Roberts, shows a bond between the two leads, further exemplified by the almost heavenly sound that is “Grace.” However, the mood changes drastically in the second part, “Sally Forth,” as Sims runs away, with Roberts only to follow, into the wings. Sims returns as a quintet of female dancers, including Ghrai DeVore, Rosalyn Deshaunteurs, Demetia Hopkins, and Constance Stamatiou. The drum-based Clements composition, “Blessed Love,” accompanies the frenetic dancing and colorful costume and lighting of the scene. “Sally Forth” seems to represent the anger of Sims’s character as she and Roberts have reached a falling-out.

The calm and frenetic find some sort of happy medium in the final scene, “52 and counting,” invariably titled for the age of the Ailey company, which will change hands in leadership, from Judith Jamison to Robert Battle, after this season, The whole performance seems to be an allegory for the passing of the torch to Battle – the fact that the performance goes from male and female, to females, to male and female once more, is strikingly similar to Alvin Ailey’s partnership with Jamison, then Jamison flying solo for over two decades, and finally Jamison handing the reins to Battle. Here, Roberts and Sims return to each other amid an ensemble group of dancers as Moby’s soaring, piano- and string-driven “God Moving Over the Face of the Waters” plays. Both of them wearing white bodysuits makes the conclusion a bit contrived, but it could have been predicted in any case; regardless, this hinting may have actually served as a good additional element in bringing the story to a close.

Anointed is less about the dancing itself – though the skill of the dancers, especially Roberts, in eliciting emotion is top-notch – than the stellar mesh of the other aspects of the production with the dance. Music, costume and even lighting come together to create a tone and support a message. The sheer level of skill, not to mention the chemistry, between Roberts and Sims make a great story possible in Anointed, but the way they are presented make the story even greater.

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