Prestoni'sPlace

Rambles of a demented soul. Leading a quiet life on the rock, with dogs and chickens. Have been on the planet almost 7 decades. Born in the depression, been through some more in better times, but have survived pretty much intact physically. Born an artist, have done music, art, drafting, cooking at various times in sequential decades. I am fascinated with geology, and consider myself a fossil...... will die an artist. Artists don't retire. Nothing to retire from!!!!!!

Saturday, February 03, 2007

It's Saturday, Opera season

Adolfo Hohenstein
Mimì e Rodolfo:

Soli d'inverno è cosa da morire!
Soli! Mentre a primavera
c'è compagno il sol!

Ah, to be alone in winter is death!

La Boheme forever. Probably the most heavenly beautiful opera ever.... Love in poverty... deprevation.... but joy and love lift the tragedy and waste to sublime levels.... the harmony and texture and weaving and twining of voices and orchestra has rarely been so perfect... color and line entwine like a Mucha poster....

(nel Cabaret fracasso di piatti e bicchieri rotti)

Would not like to be without opera. A life time obsession. The Met on Saturday afternoon. I soaked it up in the womb, according to Mama. She listened regularly. I was born Feb 23rd, opera season at its best....

posted by Preston @ 12:37 PM

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