|Jamie and me in Philly - photo credit to my mom|
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Thursday, May 10, 2012
|"Do Not Climb on Wet or Foggy Days" yeah...but this is Ireland|
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Shakespeare's The Merchant of Venice could very much hold its own in a fight to be my favorite play, although it would be up against the likes of Henry V, Hamlet, Much Ado, and Pericles so it'd be a great fight. This love for Merchant is due in large part to the first time I saw it performed, because I was lucky enough to have the chance to see it at the Globe Theatre in London. Nothing beats standing right up against the stage as a groundling while Jessica, Portia, Nerissa, the-guy-with-an-Italian-name-I-can-never-remeber-cause-he-was-played-by-an-actor-that-looked-just-like-Wash, and Bassanio all fall in love, exchange posie rings, put on disguises, and use their wits to save the day. Walking back along the Thames to our hotel I was nearly running from giddiness and very much in love.
So I love the Merchant of Venice. A lot. And I realize that there most likely won't be another production
Globe Theatre with its floor of heaven thick inlaid with patens of bright gold