Saturday, June 20, 2015

Park. Stop.

Fantasies can make us nobel, if we want to live up to our love and prove our worth. In the dream of life is the feeling of form, the sense for transmission, extension, to become more than just this body, to grow beyond where we have known.
Megan and I watched the sky just above our heads listening to this music. A fade in light, it defuses the body and mind to join with the clouds by looking at them.
Last Thursday night, Central Park, New York Philharmonic.
Berlioz- Roman Carnival Overture, Op. 9
Saint-Saens- Violin Concerto No. 3 in B minor, Op. 61
Stravinsky- Petrushka
Ravel- La Valse

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