She Walks in Beauty
She walks in beauty like the night
of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
meets in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
had half impair’d the nameless grace
which waves in every raven tress,
or softly lightens o’er her face –
where thoughts serenely sweet express
how pure, how dear their dwelling – place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
so soft so calm, yet eloquent,
the smiles that win, the tints that glow,
but tells in days of goodness spent,
a mind at peace with all below,
a heart whose love is innocent.
George Gordon Byron, 22 January 1788 – 19 April 1824 (aged 36)
“I can take any empty space and call it a bare stage. A man walks across this empty space whilst someone is watching him, and this is all that is needed for an act of theatre to be engaged.” – Peter Brooks, The Empty Space.
Happy Birthday Peter Brook, the man that turned theatre on it’s head: broke every rule, directed actors with minimal set, and who let’s the audience (imagination) come to their own conclusions. My hero, who believes in simplicity and truth. Brook’s work spans 8 decades and is one of the most influential (and my favourite) stage director’s alive. He has travelled the world to find stories that belong on the stage, stating that theatre is always evolving. His last work was called ‘The Suit’ by Can Themba, a story of adultery and revenge based in Johannesburg, South Africa. Brook’s advice is to “Never ask yourself what you have learned…only ask yourself what are the circumstances which are different from last year.” Bravo. Thank you for sharing your gift with the world.
Just celebrated my birthday with an ‘Alice in Charlaland’ party. Also my dear friend, who happens to be the producer of charlatan clinic was also turning a year older, so we celebrated together in costume, under the guise of the Red Queen (myself) and the White Queen (Amanda). What a night. Mad Hatters, Alice, White rabbit, Twiddledee, Humpty Dumpty, Cheshire cat, Lily, Jabberwocky, Caterpillar and a few other random characters including bananas and other superheroes. Lots of cupcakes and unusual food, crazy games, makeshift mirrors and funny behaviours. I have to admit, I feel different. Reflective albeit happy with my existence. Some of my friends were texting saying ‘welcome to the 40 club’! Yeah. The rat. Sagittarius. Bold. Independent. Watch out 2013.