Right, I'm infatuated again. Acting this time, Darlings. Not the craftsmen, the craft. The techniques, the ideas, the stage. Oh, and theatre in general. It's so, so, utterly wonderful. When I have the money I'm going on the tiniest of tiny rampages - I need books. Theories, philosophies, plays.
(Title snatched from T.S. Eliot's "The Hollow Men". I revere that line, and the endless ways it can be read. I need to read more of his work. I need to read more poetry in general. Eliot, Whitman, Thoreau, Byron, Shelley, Plath, Bjerke.)
And I told some chap off yesterday, he continues to violate semicolons in his oh-so-urple prose.
And dad brought a print-out of an article on Oxford, and on a scholarship. I'm back to wishing to study there, and I can't wait to spend a few days roaming the town. Oh, goodness, how will I ever get in? What will I do if I get my masters in English, become a diplomat, a teacher?
Disclaimer: I have no wish to act, I just want to know the mechanics of it. - If a crude word like mechanics can be rightfully applied to art (forgive me, Oscar).
(Title snatched from T.S. Eliot's "The Hollow Men". I revere that line, and the endless ways it can be read. I need to read more of his work. I need to read more poetry in general. Eliot, Whitman, Thoreau, Byron, Shelley, Plath, Bjerke.)
And I told some chap off yesterday, he continues to violate semicolons in his oh-so-urple prose.
And dad brought a print-out of an article on Oxford, and on a scholarship. I'm back to wishing to study there, and I can't wait to spend a few days roaming the town. Oh, goodness, how will I ever get in? What will I do if I get my masters in English, become a diplomat, a teacher?
Disclaimer: I have no wish to act, I just want to know the mechanics of it. - If a crude word like mechanics can be rightfully applied to art (forgive me, Oscar).