Daily Archives: May 1, 2018

Stratford-Strange…

 

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“I don’t know what you mean?”

“Well, the first thing was our conversation before we’d even properly decided we were going to Stratford…”

“Which one?”

“Statues!”

“Oh, that one. It didn’t strike me as particularly strange.”

“Except we both decided that we were not fans of statutory, and then spent most of our day in Stratford taking pictures of… statues!”

“There were mitigating factors for that.”

“Undoubtedly, still a bit odd though. I spent a year living in Stratford without giving the monument so much as a passing glance.”

“There were probably mitigating factors for that too.”

“I expect so, having to read three of his plays a term-week for a year does not endear one to the Bard!”

“And reading  a play is not like seeing a play performed.”

“Indeed, reading a play is like reading the screenplay of a film and then claiming you’ve seen it.”

“And who ever reads the screenplay of a film?”

“The actors, the director, and the cameraman.”

“Plus the money men…”

“Who probably only read the begining and the end.”

“If that, which reminds me, there are a couple of filmic moments which elucidate Stratford-Strange.”

“I’m all ears…”

 

 

 

 

 

Taxi from Hope: A Journey into the Heart of the “Jewel in the Claw” by Jan Malique

The Silent Eye

Reblogged from Jan Malique at Strange Goings On in the Shed. Jan shares her account of the workshop weekend:

“The two halves of my spirit met and engaged in a dance almost forgotten,
a dance traced in the dust and dirt of ancient places.”

The Scene is Set

My journey from North Wales ended at a station called Hope in Derbyshire. How apt! This priest to be (me) was responding to an invitation to participate in a drama within a drama, Great Hucklow being the destination for this year’s Silent Eye workshop, entitled “The Jewel in the Claw.” The theme of the workshop was a fictitious Elizabethan play set in the year of 1590. This play was the last work of William Shakespeare (of course no such work exists but this is a melding of reality and fantasy).

The dying playwright offered a glimpse into events that shaped the history of…

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