Showing posts with label exoticism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label exoticism. Show all posts
Egyptism
Egypt was always at the center of attention and an object of fascination for cultural orientalists. I'm sure there are many historical, mythological and imaginary reasons for that special occidental love, and I would leave it to the theoreticians to explain. I'm as usual fascinated with the fascination and the way it evolved into pop culture. So here are two amusing/disturbing 20th century performative moments that materialize this perversion:
Wilson Keppel and Betty doing their popular Sand Dance routine (c. 1933): And the gorgeous Kate Bush making her properly insane and absolutely not PC contribution to the discourse (1979):
Wilson Keppel and Betty doing their popular Sand Dance routine (c. 1933): And the gorgeous Kate Bush making her properly insane and absolutely not PC contribution to the discourse (1979):
Labels:
1970's,
Art,
body,
camp,
dance,
exoticism,
live,
middle east,
music,
not ok,
performance,
performance (is not) art,
pop,
stage
LA LUPE
Here are two amazing TV performances by Cuban pop singer La Lupe. I don't know what she's saying but I'm sure her hand gestures are making atoms shake in a very unusual way. Sontag mentions her in a random list of "items which are part of the canon of Camp", featured in her wonderful 1964 classic, Notes on Camp.
Meanwhile in NJ
Israel is experiencing the biggest civil protest in its history, and in Demarest NJ we fly plastic helicopters in the rain wearing high heels, getting tattooed and experiencing the suburban lives of proper New Jerseyian housewives. Here are some images from our lazy August in the united states of america, so far.
Breakin in Tehran
I want them to perform my wedding. Thank you Romm!
Labels:
1980's,
amateur,
choreography,
dance,
exoticism,
fashion,
history,
homemade,
middle east,
music,
party,
performance (is not) art,
sexy,
video
Possum Trot - the life and work of Calvin Black
A short clip from an amazing documentary made by Irving Saraf and Allie Light, about the incredible Calvin Black. I first saw his amazing creepy dolls at London's Museum of everything, and later on found the entire film online. Now it's gone but this trailer alone is still wonderful. Something Yotam Feldman posted today on Buzz reminded me of this.
Labels:
amateur,
Art,
exoticism,
film,
installation,
music,
performance (is not) art,
scary,
USA,
video
Is it too late to get a Bat Mitzvah?
Thank you Iris, for sending this and making my life so much richer.
For those who don't speak Hebrew - I'm deeply sorry it's very hard to translate
For those who don't speak Hebrew - I'm deeply sorry it's very hard to translate
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