October 18th, 2008
|08:57 am - Saturday ruminations|
To ruminate is, according to the Concise OED, 1. think deeply about something. 2. (of a ruminant) chew the cud. On this slightly headachy Saturday morning, I open the windows and chew over a few strands of the week....
**I managed a two-hour Ashtanga yoga sequence on Wednesday night, and lived to limp another day. Actually, the charming teachers allowed us to modify some of the poses -- which was handy, because standing balances are a world of hurt for me. I'm far too prone to move gently in the wind and/or tip over.
**When looking up images of Dorothy L Sayers to put on my inspiration board, I ran across this fascinating essay on an early Sayers excursion into parody/transformative work. Also, check out the pic of DLS in manner Hamletian, with skull and everything!
**Last Sunday night at the Old Vic was a Gala evening, at which was presented Drama Queens, a theatrical piece in which actors 'play' five famous sculptures from the twentieth century. The Old Vic press release says this: As ‘personalities’ the sculptures assume characteristics from the cultural zeitgeist in which they were produced. Remotely controlled, the sculptures ‘perform’ to a seated audience, thereby reversing the typical roles of how an audience engages with art in galleries, as well as traditional concepts of theatre. A specially cast group of actors, including Old Vic Artistic Director Kevin Spacey, will voice the sculptures, which will be performed live for the first time. (The other actors were Alex Jennings, Jeremy Irons, Joe Fiennes, and Lesley Manville.)
This leads me to take the process another way: what piece of art (sculpture or painting or even photography) would 'voice' me? I'd love to be a portrait by Sir Joshua Reynolds (not the chocolate-box ones), but I don't think I can carry off the assurance. I'm not disciplined enough to be an Irving Penn photograph. I'm not as colorful as a Turner landscape. And I'm not balanced enough to be an Alexander Calder mobile... [grin]
While I ponder this, I'll offer it to you for your Saturday ruminations. What piece of art would voice YOU?
Hugs to all, and a happy Saturday!
|Date:||October 18th, 2008 02:10 pm (UTC)|| |
What piece of art would voice YOU?
Today, The Scream. In general, I'd have to think about it. Interesting idea, anyway.
Enjoy your ruminations.
Oh no for Scream-ing Saturdays. :-(
[sends hugs, tea, and a better day]
|Date:||October 18th, 2008 02:19 pm (UTC)|| |
Tippers overers of the world unite; we have nothing to lose but oour bruises.
I cannot even tell you how clumsy I've been this week -- even outside the yoga studio. ;-)
Hugs hugs, Lesley! Am sending all good thoughts your way!
L, what wonderful choices! I could very much see you as "The Pool," lots of color and depth. :-))
Hugs hugs, and may your autumn Saturday be lovely!
Well done with the Ashtanga! :-)
I don't know what piece of art would voice me, but lately after a hectic day I thought of Norman Rockwell's Tired Salesgirl on Christmas Eve
, and high-fived her in sympathy. :-)
Oh, poor A -- you feel like that poor salesgirl?
[sends tea, biscuits, and good thoughts]
[hugs for you and Miss Bonkers as well]
I'm drawing a blank on art at the moment, I'm afraid.
Happy weekend anyway!
And a wonderful weekend to you! :-)
[sends hugs and good house-selling and house-hunting vibes]