Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Once upon a time, Turandot...


About Turandot... once upon a time a Princess didn't want to marry any man. She was used to mention her aunt raped when she was a child. 

Her father, the King, did want a marriage, of course.

So she proposed to her father a contest. No reality, no TV, no twitter about it. Just three enigmas that any Prince could solve. 

If successful, she had to marry the Prince. If not, he had to loose his head on the ground. Quite literally, unfortunately.

A cruel woman? A woman with no other chances in that kind of world? Who knows...

Anyway, when you create an enigma, somewhere a solver is just ready for it.

Calaf is a Prince. His name is secret because he his a sort of refugee. 
After many heads on the ground he solves all the enigmas. Reluctantly Turandot accepts to marry him. Even if she doesn't love him.

But he want her love not just her hand in marriage.

So, now, he gives her another chance, another contest: his name. If Turandot guess his real name, he will leave his head on the ground. Literally, of course.
After that, Calaf, waits for the dawn ("All'alba vincerò", he sings in the Opera, "I will win at dawn", if you have ever heard Pavarotti singing)

After a whole night Turandot doesn't find his name.

And yet, Calaf gives her another chance.

He reveals his name to her: "my name is Calaf, Princess... Now you know it... you can have my head".

So, one of two: he is the greatest seducer in the Universe or he is completely idiot.

The first one is true.

When he says that, the cruellest (or the most desperate?) woman in the ancient world, is won. She doesn't want his head anymore. His heart is more than enough to her.

Calaf refuse to use his visible power, he gives his power to her, he gives her the chance to choose

It was the only possible reason for her to love a man. No rape. Just an armless devotion...

So Calaf was the greatest seducer. He used his hidden power: his weakness.

Just to take him as an example...



Pina - Season March

"Dance starts when you have no more words" or something so...


Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Life and the Wright Brothers


The Wright brothers spent several years of their life in the dream of the human flight.They weren't sure to succeed.They undergo efforts, money expenses, travels and some minor physical damage.
12 seconds flight by Orville Wright
before a 12 seconds flight
We can't know why. We can suppose that more sex or beer could be an adverse circumstance. Or not.During a windy december morning Orville Wright flight for 12 seconds. Several years for a 12 seconds flight. It's better than waiting for a Panda copulation. It's worst then a lot of other stuffs.This kind of commitment and dedication is charming.



Monday, September 27, 2010

Lunenbaum

E' uscito LUNENBAUM, mio primo romanzo pubblicato.
In superficie, Lunenbaum è una spy-story, un universo parallelo, simile al nostro, in cui, in un laboratorio militare, viene sintetizzato un virus in grado di cancellare dalla memoria degli infetti, ogni ricordo negativo. Il virus è un'arma di controllo sociale alla quale un gruppo di resistenti, la Confraternita dei Monatti, si oppone.

Un nebbioso mondo parallelo in cui Marilyn Monroe è ancora viva, i soli sono due, il caffè nasce dolce, il colore conta più della luce, gli anni Settanta sono passati senza troppa turbolenza, la memoria è un privilegio per alcuni, il mondo si può salvare e piccole altre differenze...

LUNENBAUM
romanzo di Flavio Baldes
Ghenomena Edizioni
2010
ISBN: 97 888 95 85 70 91



Monday, May 19, 2008

A windy window...

Beauty as a form of resistence in the everyday life, dans la vide,
coltivare la beauté, pour staying alive,
essere vivi, uscire a riveder le stelle,
every single drop or goccia of beauté pour vivre
and living in a resilient way...


...a windy day out of my window...

Friday, October 26, 2007

Maintenant l'age

So suddenly,
maintenant,
je ne fuera plus young
no more so young
no more giovane et foul
ma il coeur, the heart
batteva ancora et was beating again
encore fort fortissimo fast
et furious et
opening the arms
avec bras ouvert
a 40 ans
aging 40 je fly encor et still fly
sprazzi de vol
et in le nuvole , white high clouds,
dans
le nuages
je see le sol et sun
sans tomber, sanza cadere,
no crashing down
nè tremando.
And trembling no more.