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Renovation & New World

Time flies! It's been a long time since I've written something on my blog. To be honest, I've been somewhat busy with my work throughout the years, but I'll do my best to keep this site running. The website for this blog, The Land of Conjurors , will most likely change to "https://land-conjurors.blogspot.com" this year. Before upgrading the website, I need to do a bit renovation to The Land of Conjurors . Readers are still welcome to visit here at any time. English blog in this site will still go on, just need some time to plan. Aside from that, I'd like to share a new world with you. In 2024, I plan to establish my own blog on arts and performances. This new blog will be published in my original language, traditional Chinese. Perhaps English is the most worldwide language by far. Still, I believe it is time to revert to my native language (speaking Taiwanese Mandarin, written in traditional Chinese). As I become older, I feel encouraged to do something fo

The Blurred Image

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Would she think it was easy to feel all right and then continued her way of life? She said goodbye to her co-workers and took her leaves at night. It was not too late that she moved to the next stop as she was quite soon got on the taxi. Took the phone, and examined her image reflected on the screen of the cell-phone, she thought that she had to phone him for the duty. The last message, a decent calling, would be done as things were as easy as she could always deal with, she thought. "... , it's hard to take it, I know, but we should move on, shouldn't we?" But she heard nothing from the other side of the phone. She actually looked gorgeous from the rear-view mirror with her delicate make-up. After the phone had been hanged up, she again saw her image of face. Was this mistaken or not for her tired eyes seemed not to resemble herself. She again tried to look carefully from the screen of her phone. A moment happened as she hardly recognized herself in her blurred eyesi

One Day with Death: Paper as Story-making

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One Day with Death opens to cunningly let the paper perform. Death, a paper-made character personified as the god of death, is the soul of figure to whom we easily get much close. As the audiences are watching the play, they are also watching the papers in display, for the paper unmasks what we think of the story can be made in this play. The intrigue part of the play is the paper in performance via the artists' techniques. In terms of the expression of language, one may easily imagine that the usage of the paper is mainly for drawing and writing upon. As to the language, speaking marks the way to conversation. While receiving the words whether in listening or reading, one may directly obtain the messages from the other one. In the play, however, the paper becomes functional as it challenges the audiences' imaginations. These sheets on the table, a message of life that has come to an end of their life, must be gone through by the Death who helps accomplish their final step of

Ensemble KNM Berlin's Stereoscope: Seeking the Unseeable in Loneliness

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Inspired by the short stories published in 1972 by Argentine-Italian writer Juan Rodolfo Wilcock, Ensemble KNM Berlin's Stereoscope carves out solitary individuals in Wilcock's book. These individuals become ones playing musical instruments on their own, isolated but not always are the ways they seem. While the individuals are mostly portrayed as lonely ones on the edge of the world, audiences are invited in the Stereoscope for seeking more unexpected dimensions on loneliness during the performance. An adventurous journey unfolds as it allures audiences into the stage. Positively the loneliness can be abundant through interaction during the performance. Through walking around the stage, audiences set out seeking loneliness in quirky ways. Stereoscope  came to the question emerged between seeing and listening during the performance. As audiences did not always see the musicians playing their instruments, they instead paid much attention to the sound-making. Various sounds

Danger Receiver

Danger, a word she would call, emerged itself from the very ferocious animal of his mind. Much of his skin became tight with wrinkles, displayed in a way of burning despair. A creature marked a rare disposition to haunt her. Though his mind seemed not to be a whole that kept pestering her for unfolding his unique expression, it was still a kind of needle that penetrated into the translucent danger. Sometimes it became observing while dangled from his way of talk. Other times she could feel that his mouth appeared to be bulged in a dark side of swift moment and almost split in pieces. He, as she recognized, was a soundless bomb that brought disaster for her world. She might question what drew the very line of human and beast. Was it any difference between them? She pondered the question alone, finding out that the danger receiver could be anyone. And she turned herself away saying nothing of him anymore.

Life as Dynamic in Nude: Masterpieces from Tate

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Exploring human bodies with life in Nude: Masterpieces from Tate is such a tempting idea. Though body may not be a new topic nowadays, it still flourishes in the artistic fields from the ancient to the modern times. Held in Kaohsiung Museum of Fine Arts, the exhibition unfolds great vitality that pushes forward the thoughts in a variety of relative issues on human body. From the paintings before the 20th century to the modern style of body portraits implicitly reflects the perspective of artists as well as the turbulent period of history. Under the artists' interpretation, most of the paintings before the 20th century emphasize women's naked bodies as perfection of nature created by God. It appears that human body is not only like a model but also like a motor as artists keep going and never end up imagining delicate and young life from their gazes, for men and women's naked bodies are plump and smooth-skinned as well shaped by artists' visual fantasy. Their body

Is That You / Estranged from Me

Part I: Is That You H enjoys watching her loose. Camouflage, his best trick in seeing, a way he takes snapshots as noose cut in the facets of her in peeling. His heart, frozen by the stone, flutters without his visible lens, caught in a picture that keeps his eyes moving along ─