Yesterday was about color management stuffs, hacking camera, controlling your tone separation, playing with images and fighting with color profiles. Today, at least this morning, it is about fonts. Fonts united from all over the world, by that I mean not only Latin font. Everything for creating, using, studying font and typography. Very cool stuffs indeed.
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03/04/2014
Vous reprendrez bien un peu de font?
Second time in Leipzig after last December. I continue my exploration of the Augustus Platz. Last time it was the opera this time it's the University. Last time it was for Wagner, this time it is for the Libre Graphic Meeting.
07/12/2013
Die Walküre - première in Leipzig Oper
Acte I
Three characters only on stage, I mean only three people talking loud and some dancers moving slowly around then. The idea of falling asleep did cross my mind, but I'm strong. The music is fine (say the apprentice musician we can't decipher properly any musical partitions) but I'm not yet transported by the musical waves. And then, bammm, the brother and sister, Siegmund and Sieglinde, one after the other, are filling the opera room space with their voices, and that's impressive, very impressive.
First break is welcomed. Time to check how people are dressed.
Acte II
New characters are entering the stage. The parents, god and goddess are entering the debate. It is moving a bit more than during the first act and it helps to keep me awake. The orchestra is teasing us with glimpses of the famous melody.
I see coats lying on the stage, there are moving slowly... And because I'm not seeing any dancers on stage, my guess is our lovely Japanese dancer friend who found tickets for us tonight is under one of these coats.
Acte III
Finally here they come, the Walkyries or Die Walküre are all on stage. The new singer generation apparently because they don't look oversized, actually they look (in size) normal whatever normal is.
We were waiting three hours but now Herr Wagner puts all in, as if he was playing poker or StarCraft he gives us everything, the music, the lyrics, the volume and fire on stage to conclude.
It was the premiere tonight, so the applause session is a bit longer and each people involved in the opera gets some bravo... or some bouhhhh as well as some were thinking Richard Wagner was murdered tonight. The Wagner fans are intense, Bieber fans can put their pants again as they are only little players comparing to those tonight. Always funny (or scary) to see people in suits screaming like hooligans.
Three characters only on stage, I mean only three people talking loud and some dancers moving slowly around then. The idea of falling asleep did cross my mind, but I'm strong. The music is fine (say the apprentice musician we can't decipher properly any musical partitions) but I'm not yet transported by the musical waves. And then, bammm, the brother and sister, Siegmund and Sieglinde, one after the other, are filling the opera room space with their voices, and that's impressive, very impressive.
First break is welcomed. Time to check how people are dressed.
Acte II
New characters are entering the stage. The parents, god and goddess are entering the debate. It is moving a bit more than during the first act and it helps to keep me awake. The orchestra is teasing us with glimpses of the famous melody.
I see coats lying on the stage, there are moving slowly... And because I'm not seeing any dancers on stage, my guess is our lovely Japanese dancer friend who found tickets for us tonight is under one of these coats.
Acte III
Finally here they come, the Walkyries or Die Walküre are all on stage. The new singer generation apparently because they don't look oversized, actually they look (in size) normal whatever normal is.
We were waiting three hours but now Herr Wagner puts all in, as if he was playing poker or StarCraft he gives us everything, the music, the lyrics, the volume and fire on stage to conclude.
It was the premiere tonight, so the applause session is a bit longer and each people involved in the opera gets some bravo... or some bouhhhh as well as some were thinking Richard Wagner was murdered tonight. The Wagner fans are intense, Bieber fans can put their pants again as they are only little players comparing to those tonight. Always funny (or scary) to see people in suits screaming like hooligans.
Une fin d'après-midi à l'opéra de Leipzig
15:59 on s'asseoit, les portes se ferment, le rideau se lève, le spectacle commence.
Petit retour en arrière.
13:44 quai numéro 3 gare de Berlin Südkreuz. Ma partenaire d'escapade arrive dans 5 minutes.
13:57 train dans une 1 minute et la douce voix qui sort des haut-parleurs nous annonce 10 minutes de retard. La guigne.
14:30 le train avance lentememt dans la campagne blanchie sous les premières chutes de neige des dernières heures. Il ne rattrape pas son retard mais le creuse, 13 minutes de retard. La guigne.
15:20 finalement nous entrons en gare de Leipzig. Il neige, il vente. Ils nous restent 40 minutes pour trouver notre chambre d'hôte, déposer nos sacs et courir vers l'opéra où généralement les walkyries (ou bien die Walküre en teuton) arrivent à l'heure (mais eux ne viennent pas en train de la Deutsch-Bahn).
15:42 clefs en main, ils nous restent qu'une ligne droite de 950m à parcourir, traverser la ville et on sera bon. Premier 100m sans encombre, la Thomaskirche sur la droite, Bach est là aussi ce soir. On ne s'arrête pas. Et bam premier marché de Noel. La guigne.
En fait la ville n'est qu'un marché de Noel géant où les gens ne marchent plus mais déambulent de stand glühwein en stand saucisse. Il neige, il vente, l'horloge tourne. On apercoit la Augusteplatz au bout de la rue mais la foule prend un malin plaisir à s'épaicir et la circulation elle ne s'éclaircit pas vraiment. Sorte d'effet zoom inversé, plus on approche plus on s'éloigne.
Et miracle nous réussissont à nous extirper du flux continu et permanent du marché. Vite les marches, le verstiaire, d'autres marches, nos tickets, les sieges. Wagner peut commencer. C'est quoi déjà l'histoire des Valkyries?
Petit retour en arrière.
13:44 quai numéro 3 gare de Berlin Südkreuz. Ma partenaire d'escapade arrive dans 5 minutes.
13:57 train dans une 1 minute et la douce voix qui sort des haut-parleurs nous annonce 10 minutes de retard. La guigne.
14:30 le train avance lentememt dans la campagne blanchie sous les premières chutes de neige des dernières heures. Il ne rattrape pas son retard mais le creuse, 13 minutes de retard. La guigne.
15:20 finalement nous entrons en gare de Leipzig. Il neige, il vente. Ils nous restent 40 minutes pour trouver notre chambre d'hôte, déposer nos sacs et courir vers l'opéra où généralement les walkyries (ou bien die Walküre en teuton) arrivent à l'heure (mais eux ne viennent pas en train de la Deutsch-Bahn).
15:42 clefs en main, ils nous restent qu'une ligne droite de 950m à parcourir, traverser la ville et on sera bon. Premier 100m sans encombre, la Thomaskirche sur la droite, Bach est là aussi ce soir. On ne s'arrête pas. Et bam premier marché de Noel. La guigne.
En fait la ville n'est qu'un marché de Noel géant où les gens ne marchent plus mais déambulent de stand glühwein en stand saucisse. Il neige, il vente, l'horloge tourne. On apercoit la Augusteplatz au bout de la rue mais la foule prend un malin plaisir à s'épaicir et la circulation elle ne s'éclaircit pas vraiment. Sorte d'effet zoom inversé, plus on approche plus on s'éloigne.
Et miracle nous réussissont à nous extirper du flux continu et permanent du marché. Vite les marches, le verstiaire, d'autres marches, nos tickets, les sieges. Wagner peut commencer. C'est quoi déjà l'histoire des Valkyries?
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