the future is hope
Jun. 23rd, 2013 07:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yamamanamaSo, I thought waiting to update after Hamlet last night was a good idea. It's 11:30 and I'm tired, yep, there wasn't too much to say about it or anything else that happened that day, and tomorrow won't be that impressive, right? Nobody's going to let me speak anyway, right? I was wrong. So wrong I'm a bit overwhelmed. And they had a puppy.
There was a work of art called Ugly and Broken by Kate Sanborn made in the wake of the bombings, in which she stuck nails in a board and had everyone who sees it tie yarn to it, which represents repairing and giving completeness to what is broken, and giving beauty to what is ugly. The first yarn people put there was neon chartreuse and it almost looked like writing.
Somebody in the bathroom said "to beard or not to beard, that is the question." I can't decide if that pun is awesome or terrible.
Somebody was talking about other Hamlets having too much method and not enough madness. This one didn't seem quite there, if you know what I mean. And mustn't forget the barefoot.
No backdrops, but they didn't use backdrops in Shakespeare's day either. They did use props. A nunnery, by the way, is Elizabethan slang for a whorehouse. Country matters is obvious. Censors cared more about blasphemy than scatological and sexual references. And now you know.
Somebody else said the beginning scene with the old King's apparition would have only worked around the solstice, since it was light out there and dark inside, even at 8:30 PM.
Ophelia sung her lines later in the play and that was awesome.
***
Traveling to the Cape is like traveling through time. Not just because of the use of cassette tapes and music that made Michael feel like he was in the Mafia, but because of forests where pines and ferns dominate over flowering plants.
Carolyn recommended Scanners (which is not based on a Dick novel, but Cronenberg is responsible for both Videodrome and a movie based on a Ballard novel that isn't Tomorrow Is A Million Years. You know what I'm thinking of? Screamers. And A Scanner Darkly. Mashed together.) and The Fifth Element (because something that Indian lady painted reminded her of it, it gets wild, apparently). I think she wanted to watch Videodrome or something but the rental place only had it on VHS. Speaking of moving through time.
Seattle is further north than Boston and that blew my mind. I thought the Canada-US border ran along a parallel instead of creeping northward. But I guess maps distort things. It's like the time I learned that Greenland is not twice the size of Africa, Alaska is not southwest of California, and Boston has been hotter in recent memory than Bangkok or Kinshasa have since they were keeping records there. The last one is because moist air takes more energy to warm up than dry air and because Bangkok doesn't have as many daylight hours. And that's why the warmest countries straddle the tropic of Cancer and the tropic of Capricorn. Or rather, they're mostly a bit north of the tropic of Cancer.
The raccoons in Seattle are huge and menacing and are taking over.
I'd like to see the ruins of Detroit. Maybe when it's depopulated a bit more, but before crime becomes so low that Detroit becomes desirable again. Carolyn's friend took a bunch of pictures of ballrooms that were converted into parking garages that nobody uses anymore because nobody goes to fucking Detroit.
Jill (I once said it's weird to refer to people named Lauren or Christina or Melissa when they're not the same Lauren or Christina or Melissa I mentioned two or five years ago) and Miles (I wonder if he's aware of Sonic 2. Probably.) said my painting was good. In your face, Oronoda.
Carolyn and Michael think they're good too. But I'm playing by the rules, even if they are artists themselves. Family doesn't count.
She was completely awed by The Fast Supper. Nice commentary on religion.
Carolyn had a necklace that reminded her of the Dark Crystal, which I'm pretty sure I've seen (I know I've seen Labyrinth), and that made her do her Nina-esque imitation of the Dark Crystal's soundtrack, which I guess is some sort of drone. She thinks that loons sound like wolves when they echo.
Burning Question: Would you play a video game in which Bill Cosby battles space mutants?
There was a work of art called Ugly and Broken by Kate Sanborn made in the wake of the bombings, in which she stuck nails in a board and had everyone who sees it tie yarn to it, which represents repairing and giving completeness to what is broken, and giving beauty to what is ugly. The first yarn people put there was neon chartreuse and it almost looked like writing.
Somebody in the bathroom said "to beard or not to beard, that is the question." I can't decide if that pun is awesome or terrible.
Somebody was talking about other Hamlets having too much method and not enough madness. This one didn't seem quite there, if you know what I mean. And mustn't forget the barefoot.
No backdrops, but they didn't use backdrops in Shakespeare's day either. They did use props. A nunnery, by the way, is Elizabethan slang for a whorehouse. Country matters is obvious. Censors cared more about blasphemy than scatological and sexual references. And now you know.
Somebody else said the beginning scene with the old King's apparition would have only worked around the solstice, since it was light out there and dark inside, even at 8:30 PM.
Ophelia sung her lines later in the play and that was awesome.
***
Traveling to the Cape is like traveling through time. Not just because of the use of cassette tapes and music that made Michael feel like he was in the Mafia, but because of forests where pines and ferns dominate over flowering plants.
Carolyn recommended Scanners (which is not based on a Dick novel, but Cronenberg is responsible for both Videodrome and a movie based on a Ballard novel that isn't Tomorrow Is A Million Years. You know what I'm thinking of? Screamers. And A Scanner Darkly. Mashed together.) and The Fifth Element (because something that Indian lady painted reminded her of it, it gets wild, apparently). I think she wanted to watch Videodrome or something but the rental place only had it on VHS. Speaking of moving through time.
Seattle is further north than Boston and that blew my mind. I thought the Canada-US border ran along a parallel instead of creeping northward. But I guess maps distort things. It's like the time I learned that Greenland is not twice the size of Africa, Alaska is not southwest of California, and Boston has been hotter in recent memory than Bangkok or Kinshasa have since they were keeping records there. The last one is because moist air takes more energy to warm up than dry air and because Bangkok doesn't have as many daylight hours. And that's why the warmest countries straddle the tropic of Cancer and the tropic of Capricorn. Or rather, they're mostly a bit north of the tropic of Cancer.
The raccoons in Seattle are huge and menacing and are taking over.
I'd like to see the ruins of Detroit. Maybe when it's depopulated a bit more, but before crime becomes so low that Detroit becomes desirable again. Carolyn's friend took a bunch of pictures of ballrooms that were converted into parking garages that nobody uses anymore because nobody goes to fucking Detroit.
Jill (I once said it's weird to refer to people named Lauren or Christina or Melissa when they're not the same Lauren or Christina or Melissa I mentioned two or five years ago) and Miles (I wonder if he's aware of Sonic 2. Probably.) said my painting was good. In your face, Oronoda.
Carolyn and Michael think they're good too. But I'm playing by the rules, even if they are artists themselves. Family doesn't count.
She was completely awed by The Fast Supper. Nice commentary on religion.
Carolyn had a necklace that reminded her of the Dark Crystal, which I'm pretty sure I've seen (I know I've seen Labyrinth), and that made her do her Nina-esque imitation of the Dark Crystal's soundtrack, which I guess is some sort of drone. She thinks that loons sound like wolves when they echo.
Burning Question: Would you play a video game in which Bill Cosby battles space mutants?
