Not exact matches
If you're anything like me and you're addicted to coffee or love a good
glass of wine (or 2 - 3)
in the
evening then you know how quickly those stains can accumulate.
Then, spend the rest
of your
evening cozied up with a
glass of wine in the glow
of the silver screen.
After dinner, enjoy a
glass of wine from the wet bar and
then head outside to the terrace to continue your
evening in one
of the outdoor lounge areas.
Explore the Valley
of the Winds at Kata Tjuta / The Olgas,
then in the early
evening experience a sensual sunset at Uluru / Ayers Rock while enjoying a
glass of sparkling
wine.
Start off the morning with a delicious gourmet breakfast made with local fruit and produce,
then enjoy a
glass of wine on the veranda
in the
evening.
made with local fruit and produce,
then enjoy a
glass of wine on the veranda
in the
evening.
The works include reenactments
of Vito Acconci's Seedbed (1972),
in which the artist occupied the space under a false floor, masturbating and speaking through a microphone to visitors above; Valie Export's Action Pants: Genital Panic (1969)
in which Export walked through a movie theater
in crotchless pants, challenging the audience to turn from the images
of women on the screen to a real female body; and Abramovic's own Lips
of Thomas (1975),
in which she ate a kilogram
of honey and drank a liter
of red
wine before breaking her
glass with her hand, incising a star
in her stomach with a razor blade, whipping herself until she «no longer felt pain,»
then lying down on an ice cross while a space heater suspended above her caused her to bleed
even more profusely.
I can't stress enough how lovely it would be to leave work on a Monday or Tuesday
evening and be able to spend some unrushed time
in front
of artwork, have a few
glasses of wine and conversations, and
then head home to sleep at a respectable weekday hour.
Then I added a fashion element — a mirror, lipstick, a comb, a
glass of wine,
even a gesture — but the body remained
in an interesting pose.
I
even walked 3 km to dinner with a friend the other night (forgot my
glasses, got horribly lost and sweaty, but finally stumbled
in),
then walked home again (being old and full
of wine, was forced to make an impromptu wee stop
in a park on the way... oh the guilt, the shame, the relief!).