Superfluities Redux
On culture and theatre, by George Hunka
A new journal for theatre minima and organum posts exclusively can now be found here.
Wednesday, 05 December 2007
For Those Who See and Hear the Snow, Alone
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;
And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter
Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,
Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place
For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
Wallace Stevens
"The Snow Man"
Posted at 2.21 pm in /Quotes
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Wednesday, 05 December 2007
Perhaps it's the cold and the wind -- 30 mile an hour gusts whipped down Broadway past my office yesterday, and we'll be lucky if the temperatures get above freezing today -- but your loyal correspondent is in the midst of a maelstrom and coping with Seasonal Affective Disorder (his convenient characterisation for his usual quiet dour pensiveness) and hopes to get back to you soon. Not enough hours in the day, etc. But once I'm charged up again, there'll be more.
In the meantime I note that tickets are on sale now for Deborah Warner's production of Samuel Beckett's Happy Days, the National Theatre of Great Britain production starring Warner's frequent collaborator in her Beckett pieces, Fiona Shaw, at BAM's Next Wave Festival. Happy Days will open on 8 January 2008 and run through 2 February. More information about the show here.
This also gives me a chance to port over from the old site my own notes on Beckett and his work, dating all the way back to the beginning of this blog in 2003.
Posted at 8.42 am in /Openings
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