a flush of love can be like this too.

2008-08-10T19:21:00.000-07:00

2008-08-10T19:13:00.000-07:00

2008-07-22T12:01:00.000-07:00

The Fenix

2008-07-18T10:11:00.000-07:00

the Fenix as reborned from the ashes of the cigarretes that i smoked!
yes, i'm back...
here is the fenix in many houses, countries, rooms, dress-codes, all by himself!
next to cum....

2008-07-18T10:07:00.000-07:00

2008-07-18T09:54:00.000-07:00

2008-07-18T09:51:00.000-07:00

1 day by 1's

2007-11-26T07:02:00.000-08:00

1 flight to paris - 131.54€
1 taxi to the center - 28.20€
1 beer - 3.50€
1 coffee - 2.10€
1 pack of Amber Leaf - 3.60€
1 pack of rolling paper - 0.40€
1 pack of filters - 1.25€
1 train - free thanks to the strike
1 car ride - miguel went to pick us up in Lyon
1 dinner - a lousy kebab
1 bar - everything closed, welcome to Chalon
1 bed - a nice sleep

Black cabs/Red Phones/No Pounds/Rock It Harder

2007-11-26T06:52:00.000-08:00

London is calling you, you wanna sound sexy and hot, but you are cold 'cause is fuckin' frezzin' in London Town, you do look trendy and make yourself available, you speak wisely, because you think you're smart, you are focus that tonight is the night when 2 becomes 1, so what's the problem...you don't have 25pence to call! Pieter The Ampe in London Booty Call

the best milk!

2007-11-26T06:44:00.000-08:00

Yes, new kids on the block drink cold milk before going to bed, yes the greek gods often drink glasses of milk before their quests, yes the baddest, ruffest guy is still on the milky way, yes we look good with milk glass in our hands, yes we drink it because we like it, yes i love you my friend, and that the milk be a friend in our journey, and that we toast with a glass of cold milk, before we go to bed, after a long day of jumping around, to us!

anotherduet

2007-11-25T13:06:00.000-08:00

Iniciamos aqui e agora, um projecto de colaboração de um espectáculo que se desenrolará até Abril de 2008,vamos brincar com veneno e experiência, aceitar que nos conhecemos na dança, apontar partes, construir negócios e equilibrar energias no desafio de saber-se bem o que se quer, para onde se vai, tentar agarrar o que se segue e o que se sente, oscilando entre estados presente-ausente, deixar cair bombas confessionais e aceitar o eco do presente do efeito além de qualquer causa, contaminar imaginários na invasão da intimidade e na sua evasão para um estado público. gerir partituras ``à prova de bala” que reflectem o que se pensa, o que se diz e o que se sonha. perceber se se faz tudo o que se diz que se faz, tentar sempre e finalmente oferecer ao teatro aquilo que se gostaria de ver e que se gostaria de sentir, tomar posições em paradoxos estéticos, filosóficos, pessoais e sociais. confundir tudo aquilo onde se começa. amarrotar e destruir mapas, reconstrui-los num formato de puzzle de ficção, dramaturgias pessoais arrancadas de uma rede emocional.
texto de António Pedro Lopes

2007-11-14T11:39:00.000-08:00

2007-11-14T11:34:00.000-08:00

ok, more than 2 weeks after taking this picture, i finally share with the world my private moment...this was one day after presenting the Stil difficult duet with Pieter in Brussels, i was searching for a different look, in order to start fresh again, so i tried something retro, but avant-gard, smart, but interesting, kind of a "flirty" look, but distant, something new and a bit portuguese, well, it is strange to pose to your computer camera, but this picture is for you, i love you and i want to look good next to you.

Gui aka Tom Saywer

2007-10-12T08:31:00.000-07:00

still with a fresh, summerly, beachy look, Gui, continues loving his recent wife Pieter Ampe!
they are working in their future, talking about kids, a house and a dog, love is beautiful when you see it, that's why we use sun glasses, quite often!
kisses for the one's who want them!

and the update continues....slowly.

2007-10-12T08:24:00.000-07:00

ok more than a month as passed, and i did not put any fuckin' thing on this very personal blog, an excuse...3 weeks on hollidays in greece...

2007-10-12T08:21:00.000-07:00

after a not so much sweet and tender collaboration, here is the work in progress result, showed in Comedie de Reims, France, with the one and only...Pieter Ampe!

2007-09-09T16:52:00.000-07:00

how can i measure my love in distance...
how can i measure how much i miss you in distance...
how can i measure my love for you from missing you so much from the distance...

i love you all the miles that we are apart...
i miss all the good nights kisses that you did not give me the last days...
i love all the nights that we slept holding hands...
i miss your whisper saying that you love me to love you...

you miss having me in a distance that you can count...
you love the way i put out the words...
you miss my lips waiting for yours...
you love that i love you...

we are lovers from different homes...
we will love us from a distance...
we are meant to be together...
we will take away the miles...

einszweidrei

2007-09-04T16:12:00.000-07:00

(Fotografia de António Pedro Lopes)

2007-09-04T16:00:00.000-07:00

words can cut me like a knife or warm me like a candle.
words can be my yellow brick road or a spine in my shoe.
words can make me want to live or can bring me next to death.
words can make me want to speak or can make me cut my ears.
words can give me a smile or put a tear rolling down my face.
words can make me believe or can also make me afraid of.
words can give me the strenght to continue or the right moment to stop.
words can be words.
words can be more than words.
words can.

2007-09-03T14:27:00.000-07:00

Well, you're my friend
And can you see
Many times we've been out drinking
Many times we've shared our thoughts
But did you ever, ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got
Well you know I have a love, for everyone I know
And you know I have a drive, to live I won't let go
But can you see this opposition, comes rising up sometimes
That is dread full imposition, comes blacking in my mind

And then I see a darkness
And then I see a darkness
And then I see a darkness
And then I see a darkness
Did you know how much I love you
There's a hope that somehow you
Can save me from this darkness

Well I hope that someday buddy
We'll have peace in our lives
Together or apart
Alone or with our wives
And we can stop our whoring
And pull the smiles inside
And light it up forever
And never go to sleep
My best unbeaten brother
This isn't all I see

Oh no, I see your darkness
Oh no, I see your darkness
Oh no, I see your darkness
Oh no, I see your darkness
Did you know how much I love you
There's a hope that somehow you
You'll save me from this darkness

(Bonnie "Prince" Billy - I see darkness lyrics)

Pieter Ampe diving into himself

2007-09-03T06:53:00.000-07:00

Sweet and Tender/Skite 2007

2007-09-03T06:28:00.001-07:00

14-15 SEP

RENDEZ-VOUS IMPRÉVUS

Voici quinze ans, la première édition du SKITE réunissait à Paris une soixantaine d'artistes (dont Alain Platel, Meg Stuart, Vera Mantero, Caterina Sagna) pour ce qui s'affirmait comme un « chantier d'utopies » : avoir la possibilité, pendant quatre semaines, d'expérimenter de nouvelles collaborations, sans préméditer la moindre obligation de production.Une même liberté est au rendez-vous du laboratoire qui va se dérouler cet été dans un ancien couvent, entre Reims et Laon, transformé en lieu de résidences : Performing Arts Forum. A la base de ce nouveau projet, il y a un réseau informel d'une soixantaine de jeunes artistes chorégraphiques (de 43 nationalités différentes), qui s'est constitué en août 2006 lors d'un projet initié par DanceWeb pendant le festival ImpulsTanz à Vienne. Sous le nom de « Sweet and tender collaborations », ce réseau s'est d'abord développé via internet avant de se concrétiser lors de plusieurs résidences, notamment au Portugal et en Allemagne.Comment créer un support commun pour des projets artistiques, en inventant de nouvelles formes et structures de recherche, de création et de diffusion, qui puissent contourner par un système d'échange coopératif les obstacles que rencontrent souvent les jeunes artistes émergents dans l'accès aux moyens de production et de visibilité ? Tel est l'enjeu d'un projet résolument européen, amené à se développer dans les prochaines années, et dont le Manège, la Comédie de Reims et la Palais du Tau accueilleront quelques-uns des tout premiers « Fragments d'expériences ».

VENDREDI 14 SEPTEMBRE 2007 à partir de 19h et jusqu\'à 23hLa Comédie de Reims - 3 chaussée Bocquaine - 51100 ReimsRéservation : 03.26.48.49.00 / www.lacomediedereims.fr

SAMEDI 15 SEPTEMBRE 2007 à partir de 14h et jusqu?à 16hLe Palais du Tau - 2 place du Cardinal Luçon - BP 2062 - 51072 Reims CedexTél. : 03.26.47.81.79 / www.palaisdutau.frSAMEDI 15 SEPTEMBRE 2007 à partir de 16h et jusqu\'à 19hLe Manège de Reims - 2 bd du Général Leclerc - BP 1063 - 51053 ReimsENTRÉE LIBRE POUR CHAQUE PRÉSENTATION

ARTISTES PARTICIPANTS : Pieter Ampe (Belgique), Perrine Bailleux (France), Marianne Baillot (France), Pedro Bastos (Brésil), Jenny Beyer (Allemagne), Thelma Bonavita (Brésil), Xavier Brisbois (France), Tim Darbyshire (Australie), Arvand Dashtaray (Iran), Valentina Desideri (Italie), Lucie Eidenbenz (Suisse), Begüm Erciyas (Turquie), Guillherme Garrido (Portugal), Monica Gillette (USA), Domenico Giustino (Italie), Mariella Greil (Autriche), Mia Habib (Norvège), Hajime Fujita (Japon), Sayaka Kaiwa (Japon), Pavlos Kountouriotis (Grèce), Gerald Kurdian (France), Min Kyoung Lee (Corée/Nouvelle Zélande), Christoph Leuenberger (Suisse), Andrea Maurer (Autriche), Marko Milic (Serbie), Tala Motazedi (Iran), Tommy Noonan (USA), Antonio Pedro Lopes (Portugal), Montserrat Payro (Mexique), Amanda Pina (Chili), Ramona Poenaru (Roumanie), Sara Reyhani (Iran), LeenaTolonen (Finlande), Koen Vandendriessche (Belgique)? (sous réserve de modifications)

Co-production : Association SKITE, Espace des Arts - Scène nationale de Chalon-sur-Saône, La Comédie de Reims - Centre Dramatique National, Le Manège - Scène nationale de Reims. Avec le soutien du Palais du Tau. Projet réalisé en partenariat avec l?Akademie Schloss Solitude, Stuttgart

Source : Manège de Reims (http://www.manegedereims.com)

2007-09-02T15:57:00.000-07:00

I am Myself a Solo!

2007-09-02T15:56:00.000-07:00

If a have something to say…. Yes, and…. Say it, but… sometimes it seems like I don’t choose well words, there is a distance between what a say and with what I wanted to say… the way I say it has a way to be said…  So…. Yes, I… create my own pretext, find my own context, and if necessary turn to “recontext”…  If I am… of course, sometimes I’m my hero, and sometimes I’m my own villain… hell… not again, me me me me me me me, you you you you you you you you you, we we we we we we, enough, pearls to pigs and hookers are we all…  …. Again… yes but now in a different way…  I am, I am, I am, yes but it’s different…. I want, I want, I want, yes, but… the cigarette smokes me and my beer drinks me and… I bit me, I kiss me, it’s done!

room 257 - my romantic shithole

2007-09-02T15:08:00.000-07:00

This is one of the moments that I don’t know what to do, what to be, who to search, who to want, how to wait, how to deal…
The other day I’ve seen myself asking my own shoe where should I go, it seems that for some while that I think I lost my way. I was waiting for his answer, for his direction and guidance, probably waiting for a yellow brick road to start walking on, but we stood the two quietly looking at each other, waiting for one of us to give the first step.
There we stood for days, without moving, with afraid of the world, or petrified by his size, almost like we still did not know how to walk.
After I’ve started to wonder if my foot was to big to this shoe, or was the shoe to small for my foot, no answer was found, and no sense in this question was approved.
I’ve then decided to start to walk, wishing and wanting to give a step at the time, in order to knowing at least where I came from, since where I go now, is not up to me to know in immediate, and once again I saw myself loosing to much time searching for the place that I come or the one that I go, not allowing me just to enjoy the walk, and get stronger in my legs…
I decided to run, and I fell asleep in my bed, where in my dreams I was running like I wanted, enjoying every minute of it, seeing landscapes into the smallest detail, getting also the large picture in front of me, I woke up, I was tired I could not run again, so I decided to walk instead, the legs were stronger, and there was a track to be walked, another sound track to be listened, something new to be tracked by my walking…
Fuck it, I’ve lost my track again, don’t know what to write and a bit afraid that if I put into written words, my fears, doubts, will be around for longer period…well, different fears and doubts, will join me in my life, as for everyone I guess, is just a matter of dealing with them in a better way, giving them only the right amount of importance, knowing also that they will vanish in their time, not forgetting that in the meanwhile we should enjoy the ride, and learn along the way. You walk, you fall down, you get up, you walk again…simple no?