piątek, 24 kwietnia 2015


*Just after two conferences in Poznań*
(the one about Alice was simply perfect),
but my mind is floating somewhere far.
Now the story that I can not stop thinking about
is the story about Claudine
from Riyoko Ikeda's manga.

Claudine- a man born
with female body.
Absolutely perfect man.
Handome, delicate, clever,
smartly dressed.

Tragic story.
Not because of death,
but of its reason.

Claudine thinking
about himself
as about imperfect man,
because of the body
is the saddest think ever. ..

Claudine was the ideal man.
Perfect man that does not exist in reality.

I am suprised that
there is no Takarazuka version!

Claudine is otokoyaku
from a dream.
Could real man
love that much?

wtorek, 7 kwietnia 2015

Dreaming for dreaming- day in Takarazuka

I still feel like my heart is on this day.
One of the best day I spent in Japan.
The day in Takarazuka.

I was excited since the morning,
but the moment I entered Hankyu train
I felt with all my being 
that this is really happening.
Takarazuka station welcomed me with this sign.

Then we entered Hana no michi
(Flower road)
which leads to the theater.
Probably I am idealizing it all,
but it really is like a road to your dream world.
Now I have tears in my eyes,
because I do not know 
when I will be able to walk it again.

Lots of statues there

Not yet blooming

Then you reach this posters and sign.
Everybody is taking pictures there.

With my friend who wore loli
to match my ouji outfit

Then we went closer to the theater.
Lots of fans were waiting there
to take pictures of stars.
We saw a few actors entering the theater.
They were wearing cool clothes,
were tall with short hair and sunglasses.
I could finally put my eyes 
on these unusual creatures.
And believe me I was not disappointed.
We waited in a group of fans.
Excitement increased. 

Powder room

Entering a theater was just the beginning
of an adventure.
There was all shopping center inside
with shops connected with Takarazuka
and restaurants.
Takarazuka's songs were heard everywhere.

Our handkerchiefs
and program for
Embraced by seas of Calisto
which we saw.

Finally we entered the theater.
Roses, rose carpet, piano which played by itself
and excitement everywhere.

I was enjoying wearing prince clothes, taking pictures
and getting lots of attention.
Usually I do not care about it so much,
but at this day I felt like wearing kind of cosplay
so it was different.

I liked Takarazuka earlier,
but after seeing it with my own eyes
I am obsessed.
From Flower Road to the performance
I was charmed.
All atmosphere, pathos, colors, stories,
music and light
it is all like a dream.
All this world is unreal,
it does not pretend to be real,
it wants to stay far, far away from having anything
common with reality.
Only emotions and feelings
were truly real.

After the performance we waited outside the theater
for a while.
Fans talking with their fav stars
and their feelings were real.
They adored something that does not exist,
but this simply fact made it more and more worth adoring.

It is not the adoration of a world
in spite of the fact it does not exist,
but just because of it.
All this flamboyant world 
is built from the most delicate 
and ethereal material I have ever seen.

Tezuka Osamu's museum
is the best end of the day spent in Takarazuka.
Princess Knight's origin became all clear and natural.

Dreaming for dreaming.
I would say with a hope that dreams
will never come true.
They are not for coming true.
They are for staying dreams forever.
Too beautiful to be messed with reality by coming true.
Too subtle to stand on the real ground.

czwartek, 2 kwietnia 2015

Silver Rose, an illusionary girl

Excuse me one Takarazuka post
after another, but after coming back from Japan
all my being is breathing Takarazuka.
I feel that it is one of this interest that will stay with me until death.
It is like I made one more step to find the real me.
It was the same with Japan, then Lolita, VKei,
opera, ballet and now Takarazuka has joined 
this honorable circle.

Today watched performance was Silver Rose Chronicle.
The story about silver-haired vampire siblings.

I am all in this story
turning myself into
losing reality in vague silver dreams.

The performance does not only have interesting story,
but also such a beautiful music and choreography.
What is more, the music and dance always appear 
in a perfect moment
to multiply your emotions.
And Annabelle and Christopher are exactly 
the kind of vampires I love:
beautiful, lonely, all in pain.

Above main characters (sister and her love interest)
I am all in the vampire brother.

Ouki Kaname created a charismatic, ambivalent, 
all charming character to fell in love since 
the first appearance on the stage.

Above everything there is rose.
Flower symbolism is always something
that effects me more than it should.
Silver rose.
Not a red rose which lost all her petals
just after being taken into hand.
But silver one which is eternally in a full bloom.
Just like silver- haired siblings.
Like my love to vampires.
And seems like my love to Takarazuka since now on.