Tel Aviv Diary December 9-13, 2005 - Karen Alkalay-Gut

Tel Aviv Diary - December 9, 2005 - Karen Alkalay-Gut

Thin Lips, Night Hawk, Panic, Ahvak all of us at Klipa, 38 Harakevet Street December 17 tickets: 036879219

December 9, 2005

so i started writing about how it was okay to watch the news on friday night and then realized i was writing on yesterday's diary!

So I'll say something about David Najar whose opening i visited yesterday. Najar has an exotic, fantasy of vision of reality, even though the framework is bourgeois. I mean he fits into the decor, a pleasant addition to a room, but crazy, energetic, wild

Here's the example in our living room.

December 10, 2005

After days of lovely warm sun that was beginning to make the farmers left around here nervous I woke this morning to a fog that made my neighborhood look like another country. The trees were dripping moisture, and visibility was almost nil. The filtered light that made even the broken sidewalks less harsh, smudged the dirt on the streets, and plumped up the grass - all gave me a sense of hope. A little less of a searchlight mentality does wonders.

Of course it heated and cleared up in the course of the day, becoming a perfect afternoon.

And as I was driving home from Jaffa I listened to my new favorite channel - army radio. It was a program on war-trauma, and the interviewee whose name i didn't catch was describing his own post-war insomnia. It sounded like my own and there was a phrase in passing that my psyche completely adopted: Demi-Cullal. Now "Demi-Culo" is spanish for half-assed and is a pretty common expression around here. "Cullal" is Hebrew for cursed. So the guy was talking about being a little screwed up from his experience in battle and he mentioned that during a night of insomnia that was "demi-cullal" he called up a friend who also went through what he went through, and was also wide awake...

Since I was on my way back from a rehearsal of Panic, the performance with Roy Yarkoni and Yael Krauss that opens the evening on Sat night, that works with texts from a manual on how to overcome panic, I began to think of it's national significance...

December 11, 2005

Imshin has a photo of another David Najar painting on her site. There are more on David Najar. And different ones at the Opera house in Tel Aviv.

Tamar the elephant gave birth in Jerusalem, and although they censor it when they are taking care of her, there is an online site.

And while we're on the subject of sites, try typing "failure" into Google, and then pressing the "Im feeling lucky" button.

Thin Lips, Night Hawk, Panic, Ahvak all of us at Klipa, 38 Harakevet Street December 17 tickets: 036879219

Jeepers - I thought Clipa was taking care of PR, but have suddenly learned that they didn't get around to it - so tell your adventurous friends. Saturday night - 8:30 p.m. The evening starts with a few songs called "Panic" about how to deal with Panic Attacks - the music is shantih and the singer, Yael Krauss, has a magical quality. Then, "Night Hawks," which uses some poems of mine as homage to Edward Hopper's painting by that name. Yael Krauss sings. Then "Thin Lips" with a few poems and songs we're doing for the first time and some oldies. Then "Avak." The Klipa dancers weave in and out of this, and I can't wait to see what they do with my poem, "Nijinsky."

Perhaps the same PR person recommended to Shaul Mofaz to change his political mind and go off to the new Kadima party. "

December 12, 2005

Sitting next to a woman whose son was killed in a terrorist attack, I listened to a lecture explaining what methods are used to counter terrorism. Amazing to be reminded that there is no protocol to deal with terrorists, no legal models. Amazing to be reminded of this next to a grieving mother.

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