Excerpt from the novel started at Civitella, called The Institute for Taxi Poetry: The hierarchy inside a company is more informal than it might seem to an external observer. Once in a blue moon a driver graduates to the position of sliding-door man. About so often a...
All my life my work has always been quite diverse: sound, music, text, movement. Civitella gave me the opportunity, the time and silence to structure this old project, in my mind since about 15 years! Thank you all, thank you Dana, thanks to the staff, to the...
Far away, on the eastern seaboard of Canada, in Halifax, Nova Scotia, a young dentist stood at the window of his office and stared at the trees lining the sidewalk. It was summer, the air was mild, the sun shinning for a change. His long time friend and partner had...
