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...even if Filonov's work is intellectually driven, his singular style marks it out, beginning with his palette. In works like the gloomy Feast of Kings (1913), as Kruchenykh noted, he used a peculiar combination of "bloody red and greenish brown"; for his optimistic and joyful painting with the Boratesque title Formula of the Universal Shift Into the World Blooming Through the Russian Revolution (1922), he mixed white and reddish pink in a way that is unmistakable...
...really understand it, but we can't say anything because it's His Majesty's idea," one Bangkok investment banker told me. But it's safe to assume that a $29,800 meal doesn't hew to the middle path. (In their defense, the organizers of the feast say most of the money raised will go to charity...
...into another place and time. An Elizabethan-style theater-in-the-round spreads before you beneath a soaring beamed ceiling. As the show opens on the circle of earth below, a gypsy troupe sleeps as their horses gather around a waterfall. It is the morning of a great wedding feast. Bartabas, who co-founded the equestrian theater Zingaro (Italian for gypsy) in 1984, has a new show, Battuta (beat or rhythm in Romany), which also features bears, geese, dogs and acrobatics galore. But this is no circus act-it's a celebration of the migratory tradition, and of the cycle...
...style theater-in-the-round spreads[an error occurred while processing this directive] before you beneath a soaring beamed ceiling. As the show opens on the circle of earth below, a gypsy troupe sleeps as their horses gather around a waterfall. It is the morning of a great wedding feast. Bartabas, who co-founded the equestrian theater Zingaro (Italian for gypsy) in 1984, has a new show, Battuta (beat or rhythm in Romany), which also features bears, geese, dogs and acrobatics galore. But this is no circus act - it's a celebration of the migratory tradition, and of the cycle...
...Battuta offers feasts and romance, weddings and funerals, imbuing them with the absurdity and surrealism of dreams. As the furious crescendo finally tapers and night falls, a violin draws a melancholic tune while the caravan beds down, their horses shifting in the darkness. After the show you won't want to leave, and may sit down and order a feast of your own in the velvet-curtained dining pavilion. Or you may linger around the bonfire outside the theater sipping a mint tea or spiced wine, trying to prolong your dreamlike state until, grudgingly, you catch the last metro back...