So. Week 2. Even though I am writing this post, my five-step, habit building plan is not exactly going as, well, planned.
Strike 1. It’s Friday. I was trying to blog on Thursdays, but then I woke up late yesterday.
Strikes 2 and 3. I didn’t use my trigger. I also don’t really have a reward. I’m beginning to think that maybe a five-step plan is only REALLY effective when it is incorporated into everyday life…
Anyhow, I’m feeling a little theatre-d out. Like “you’ve eaten so many M&M’s that you think you’ll combust if you even see another one” theatre-d out. Don’t wanna see it, don’t wanna talk about it, don’t wanna read about it, don’t wanna THINK about it. I’m full to the brim. Ich. Bin. Satt.
I think this is fine. To feel like this is fine. ESPECIALLY because the next 16 months of my life are going to be ALL THEATER, ALL THE TIME. However, this has left me with the problem of having nothing theater related to blog about. Or, at least, the desire to blog about it.
So, instead, I’m going to direct your attention to this AWESOME gallery I came across on the BBC website. The sculptor is Sean Henry and his work is incredible.
It reminds me a lot of Ron Mueck, who I also love.
Their work tells such stories; each piece is filled with so much life and emotion. As a people watcher, I can’t ask for much more. I can just sit and stare for as long as I want without becoming offensive. I guess that’s the most compelling part, actually- each piece is so lifelike that the viewer somehow feels like they are becoming offensive, that they’re intruding in someone else’s life, invading some private moment. Oh God- it’s amazing.
I’d like to create an entire series based on the work of Henry and Mueck. Ten short, devised pieces.
When I’m done being theatre-d out, that is.