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puppetdaily · 4 months
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The Creature from Frankenstein at Hamburg State Opera
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Drinks up also for the Christines who go for a full embrace
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1. Lisa Vroman (w. Brad Little, US TOUR)
2. Elizabeth Welch (w. Ted Keegan, BROADWAY)
3. Samantha Hill (w. Hugh Panaro, BROADWAY)
4. Olivia Safe (w. Ian Jon Bourg, HAMBURG)
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operafantomet · 8 days
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BLUE-EYED ANDRÉ: THE BIG BATTLE
Who is the most sapphire-eyed André of all times? Sindre Postholm (left) or Guido Gottenbos (right)?
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unevaguedeprintemps · 6 months
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shiniestcrow · 1 year
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Tomorrow
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shakespearenews · 1 year
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Per an official press statement, Sciarrino’s new opera “is loosely based both on Ovid’s Venus and Adonis myth, as well as Shakespeare’s 16th-century poem, ‘Venus and Adonis.’ The story is a sad one, as the beautiful Adonis’ love for Venus proves fatal in the end. When Adonis finds the wild monster whom he has been obsessed with hunting, he is devoured limb-to-limb by the animal in a lust and rage-filled encounter. Venus is bereft at Adonis’ death, and the ancient story ends with the meditation ‘who triumphs, love or death?”
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marleneoftheopera · 2 years
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Some of my favorite Carlotta’s, requested by anon (in no particular order):
Sally Harrison, London
Judy Kaye, Broadway
Louise Fribo, Copenhagen
Anne  Runolfsson, Broadway
Rachel Anne Moore, Hamburg + Broadway
Michele McConnell, Broadway
Manon Taris, London
Jacquelynne Fontaine, US Tour
Lily De-La-Haye, London
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hell yeah!! hope you enjoy your vacation :) and don't get cursed to say everything you think lol
Oh I sure hope not! But I fear it may be already starting... I told the person drawing my blood that I like the taste of blood and a person in the waiting room that I like their shoe laces :'(
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mohon369 · 8 months
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Holen Sie sich den neuesten Opera GX-Browser!
Laden Sie es jetzt herunter, um loszulegen
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Klicken Sie hier zum Herunterladen: [Opera GX herunterladen]
Lassen Sie sich das nicht entgehen – es ist großartig!
Prost,
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Ian Jon Bourg and Olivia Safe, Act II Unmasking
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operafantomet · 4 months
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Peter Hofmann, football player Franz Beckenbauer and Anna Maria Kaufmann in Hamburg ( from here )
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polturn · 1 month
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Weird thing enjoyer found another weird thing to enjoy
Various Frankenstein doodlings. Abt half were from reference half from imagination.
Most of these are related to the Royal Ballet version which I watched a video of the other day. So good and such a wild combination. The elegant medium and the grotesque subject matter.
I also had to draw that amazing puppet version that was made for the Hamburg state opera. lil cutie he is
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naydentodorov · 1 year
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Always an amazing feeling to be in Hamburg - one of my favorite cities! #ilovemyjob #concert #5tenöre #hamburg #opera (at Laeiszhalle Hamburg) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnfox1vN7UA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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The puppet of the Creature used in Frankenstein, at the Hamburg State Opera. Photographed by Christian Charisius.
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stayconnecteed · 22 days
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bang chan drabble    —   950 words !
⠀⠀⠀for the ❛ drabble event ❜⠀﹙ requested by @ anon ﹚⠀fluff, "i brought you flowers." "for what?" "there has to be a reason?"
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18 : 40⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀it had been strange. the afternoon had started with a peaceful walk along sydney's seaside promenade, your hand entwined with your boyfriend's, his warmth wrapping around you like a hug in the middle of winter. it wasn't that cold, but you had trusted the sun that was shining when you had left the house and it was starting to cool down, so you missed the hoodie you had left on the bahng's couch. chris had put his arm around your shoulders after he felt your first shiver, but he didn't have the courage to offer you his jacket just yet.
he was nervous. when the opportunity had arisen to travel to his hometown in the spring - the aussie autumn - you had seized it, arranging the plane flight and the stay at his parents' home, to whom he was going to introduce you. yet despite the almost ten blissful months you had been together, his gestures still exuded the nervousness that had enveloped him on your first dates, his hands stuttering before he touched you, his cheeks flushing red at your compliments, so he had been thinking for a few minutes about the perfect way to give you the leather jacket you'd stolen from him so many times before without making it too awkward.
the weird part had happened when you had stopped on the shore opposite the opera house to take pictures of yourselves after convincing him that you not only needed a new wallpaper but that he could send them by bubble. you had tried to make him laugh, capturing the moment when his smile showed his dimples, and also let him use his own instagram boyfriend material poses. and when he asked you to model for him, leaning against the wall, the sea at your back, you saw the flower stall.
you couldn't even help it. you simply told him to wait a moment, ignoring his look of confusion, and ran over. you greeted the salesman with a smile, and asked him to make a bouquet of the ones that reminded you most of your boyfriend, caressing their petals with your fingertips, closing your eyes as you breathed their scent in. but when you returned to him, chris, who was leaning against the wall, one hand in his jeans pocket, the other holding his phone, looking effortlessly handsome. you cleared your throat, causing him to look up, his smile lighting up his face at the sight of you, and you heard him whisper "they're beautiful, baby, just like you".
but you frowned in response, pressing the bouquet against his chest, as if you were accusing him: “i brought you flowers”.
“for what?” he asked, putting his phone away with a look of confusion, sliding his hand around your wrist to grab the bouquet above your own hand.
“there has to be a reason?” you had said, curving your lips, leaving a soft kiss against the back of his hand, tiptoeing to leave another on his cheek, and tugging him to continue your walk.
but he had remained silent. part of your walk had been in silence, enjoying each other's company, letting the wind ruffle your hair and your thoughts, but always leaning on each other. that's why you hadn't realised how odd it had been. but when you had asked him if he wanted to go to the hamburger place he kept talking about or if his mother had already said something about having dinner together and he didn't realize you had spoken, you looked at him. and you discovered the same crystallised look he had adopted when you had told him who the flowers he still had leaned against him were for.
so you stopped in the middle of the street, face to face with him, asking him what had happened. he didn't known what to say, too much in his head, so you explained, soft voice and tender touch over his arms, that you had seen the flowers and thought they would be a nice gesture, that you hadn't meant to make him upset. and he had felt his heart break into pieces, rushing to assure you that it was only his head that was wrong, that you had acted flawlessly, but that he could not understand why he would deserve something so nice.
it was then that your own eyes crystallised, resting the palm of your hand against his cheek, him laying against your touch, and you whispered soft words that spoke of how you saw him from your point of view, how handsome and strong he was, how much he deserved simple flowers and so much more. you watched him close his eyes, resting his forehead against yours, still pressing the bouquet against his chest, his knuckles white, as you continued to relate a love song that was more a list of all that he meant to you and that though he was not able to see, you would show him. you had a whole life together to show him.
that afternoon you gave him some flowers, and among the people passing around you you stood, like a rock standing out in the swirling waters of a river, in a bubble of reaffirmation, breathing in unison, building the intimacy of someone who offers a hand to someone who has fallen but does not use strength to lift them up. just giving him the support he needs to stand up for himself. and then you left a kiss on the tip of his nose, guiding him to his parents' without seeing in the gleam of his eyes the truth he had just discovered and wasn't ready to say out loud yet: you were his home.
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puppetdaily · 15 days
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For three years now I have dedicated myself to posting puppets on the Internet. And the ways people respond to some of these puppets fascinate me. They say things like “would”, “kind of a MILF”, “hear me out”, etc. They do not say these things about Miss Piggy, or Janice, or any other character with perfectly respectable sex appeal. They say them about the freakiest looking motherfuckers I can find.
I have collected the puppets which have garnered the highest number of these responses into the groundbreaking Sexy Puppet Mini-Tournament.
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(This is going to be a short, low-commitment tournament, so many puppets had to be left out, and propaganda will not be collected. Sorry!)
Matchups below cut
HENSON VS TUMBLR
Digit (The Jim Henson Hour) vs Wally Darling (Welcome Home)
Uncle Deadly (The Muppets) vs Dr. Boris Habit (Smile For Me)
Skeksis (entire species, The Dark Crystal) vs Tony the Talking Clock (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared)
Silver Beak (The Muppet Show) vs Sketchbook (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared)
CREEPY VS CUTE
Norman (Evil by Interpol) vs Crow T Robot (Mystery Science Theatre 3000)
Sockhead (Freaked) vs Tulio Triviño (31 Minutos)
Audrey II (Little Shop of Horrors) vs Arinelson (Rá-Tim-Bum)
The Creature (Frankenstein, Hamburg State Opera) vs Cleo Lion (Between the Lions)
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