Flying in my gondola

GORDANA ANDJELIC-DAVILA MONDAY 3 OCTOBER, 2011 THE ARTS CENTRE: Based on the Australian picture-book ‘I’m Still Wake, Still!’, this entertaining kids’ cabaret successfully combines acoustic music, comedy and visual theatre. Still Awake Still! , at the Arts Centre’s Fairfax Studio, is a glorious performance geared for children four to ten years old, but the older kids who, upon entering the theatre, donned long faces and expectations of a ‘baby show’ were pleasantly surprised by the music and creativity which unfolded before them. Laughter and glee was overflowing during the performance I attended. Based on the Australian picture-book  I’m Still Awake, Still!  by author/illustrator Elizabeth Honey and the accompanying lullabies by composer Sue Johnson, the performance is a combination of acoustic music, comedy and visual theatre, making it a fabulously entertaining and funny sort of ‘kids’ cabaret’ . The show introduced ‘the legendary Ms Ivory Tinklefinger’, who...

Coriole Wine s had a poetry contest, and I entered it back in May of this year. I took inspiration in famous quotes about wine and developed poems in their theme. I did not win, and though I am disappointing, I must admit that I am still proud of myself for having enough guts to bring my poetry into the light. My next step is to incorporate the writing with art, and maybe eventually frame them for my walls. So here they are... poems about wine by Gordana Andjelic-Davila (AKA Flying Gondola): IN VINO VERITAS -- (Wikipedia – Latin proverb) Cutting deep and shedding light, the truth at times is best kept in the shadows of the night. The nectar of the gods is a muse to artists and bon vivants, with the creative fuse. Beauty, joy and passion are evoked and its aphrodisiacal powers are provoked. In Vino Veritas it is said and if truth be told, fantasy cannot leave the truth’s hold. ------------------------------------------------ MAN CANNOT LIVE BY BREAD ALONE -- (A reference to Mat...

In a nutshell... When I was ten years old, my family went on a touristic excursion from my little city (Trieste) to the world renown Venice. No one prepared me for what my eyes were about to experience, or my soul was to absorb on that day, but the canal city made such a powerful impression on me that I fell in love with it, completely and totally. Yes, even the smelly garbage laden water which is everywhere, and its smell permeates the air... especially on a hot day. I have seen a lot of the world since then, but I still hold Venice on a pedestal, as my favorite city of all. Every time I am in its vicinity, I make a little pilgrimage to itt. Once I cross the bridge from the main train station to the city, it's as if I have crossed into another realm. Cars do not exist in Venice; the streets are substituted by canals, therefore the only means of transportation is by boat. Big, medium, small and extra tiny, you can see them floating like they have for centuries. The other way to...