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Posts from the “Theater” Category

Il Trovatore

Posted on June 15, 2012

with magnificent arias and epic choruses- like the widely known Anvil– Verdi’s romantic opera “Il Trovatore” at Herodion thater was the most suitable choice for a warm june evening. I also enjoyed the artistic direction and costumes of Stefano Ponta- although the cast must had been suffocating for two and a half hours, under the heavy leather-like coats

Romeo & Juliet – The Costumes

Posted on May 13, 2012

Backstage at the rehearsal of “Romeo & Juliet” ballet the other day, me and Christos had the chance to take a close look at the costumes, all made by Celia Kritharioti and her brother Nikos. And if you like these, wait until you see the costumes of the prima ballerina that played Juliet.

Metzikof

Posted on February 6, 2011

i finally made it and woke up in time today to see the exhibition of sculptor, painter, installation artist and costume designer Yiannis Metzikof at the National Glyptotheque. more than 230 impressive costumes and masks are gathered to highlight the artist’s great contribution to the theater and if you visit before 13.00 you’ll have Mr. Metzikof himself to tour you around sharing precious information

a night at Herodion

Posted on June 22, 2010

having spent last weekend pretending to be on vacations, on saturday evening i took the walk to Herodion Theater to watch Bellini’s Norma. i always catch  a play every summer at Herodion, the atmosphere cannot be compared to anything else i was pleasantly surprised to see a modern direction of the play, with costumes and sets following the same minimalism.  In the story, the male co-star falls in and out of love TOO many times with Norma and that doesn’t make him very popular, as you can imagine, but they die together hand-in-hand at the end.  i strongly believe Norma should never have followed him into the fire but women in love are so stupid. after that and for many hours i stayed at my friend’s balcony at Thissio enjoying  the view above,…

colors please

Posted on March 9, 2010

it might have been a rather yellow/sepia day yesterday but contrary to this ill moodiness i chose tons of color for today’s shooting. The sweet girl photographed by Sylvia Diamantopoulou is actress Anna Kalaitzidou, the security guard that most of you know from the movie “Dogtooth” (at least we didn’t keep those two co-stars apart for a long time!) Anna’s picture was taken at the impressive set-up of the play she takes part ‘What the butler saw’ at Aliki Theater , wearing a wonderful Diane von Furstenberg silk dress and suede Patrizia Pepe platforms. this colorful backstage picture surely made my day though it was really hard for me to choose just one dress for Anna from all these jewels i picked for her…

un bel di vedremo

Posted on February 24, 2010

friday’s coming closer and i can’t wait because a few weeks ago i purchased tickets for Puccini’s “Madama Butterfly”, at the Athens Concert Hall. Madama Butterfly it’s in the top 3 of my favorite lyric plays, among Puccini’s “Turandot” and Bizet’s” Les pecheurs de perles” and i had a chance to see it a couple years ago at the Greek National Opera- not a very succesfull cast though. there’s a love story (of course! what were you thinking?) but it’s not as simple as that, because there’s also some strong motherhood nuance that makes the story dramatic and heart-breaking in a different way than other romantic operas.

here for you is the most well known aria from the play, by Maria Callas, since i suppose there isn’t any other better version

* Puccini_ Madama Butterfly – Un Bel Di Vedremo *

Butterfly’s dreaming of the day that her beloved husband will return home after a long absence and describes it with every detail:
One beautiful day we will see a puff of smoke on the far horizon. Then a ship will appear and enter the harbor. I won’t go down to meet him,no, i’ll wait on the hill for him to come. After a long time, i’ ll see in the far distance a man beginning the walk out of the city and up the hill. When he arrives, he will call “Butterfly” from a distance- but i will not answer, partly for fun and partly not to die from the excitement of the first meeting. Then he will speak the names he used to call me: “Little one. Dear wife. Orange blossom.” I promise you that this will happen.

And of course she dies in the end.

info and ticket purchase here