a very random post is coming up:
dream jobs, descending order of preference:
1) restaurateur
2) top gear presenter
3) history channel researcher
4) something involving sausages and forklifts
5) ambassador to a nice european country
setting aside number 2, nothing is strictly impossible. in fact, i could even conceive of a life that involves all the remaining 4, but that would be quite ridiculous.
i saw a couple of good theatre pieces in the past few weeks, which solidified a little more why i enjoy the medium. there is something about good theatre that really situates itself in real life. in 'synecdoche, new york', cotard mentions how in his piece, every one of his 1.4 million characters is a lead in their own story. that's really a description of life, where each of us is a lead in our own story (and maybe even in the stories of a select few who are closest to us). a good theatre piece, i feel, goes in among these billions of life stories, and draws out a few for us to look at.
these don't have to be exceptional stories; it matters so much more how one chooses to look at something than what one chooses to look at. good theatre makes you think about what your life story is like, and how it would look like if you had walked on as a character. i've taken to saying how uncomfortable i imagine myself being if i ever went to the theatre when i'm old, because theatre that i enjoy always makes me confront mortality, in that it challenges my value as a character in my own stories.
i shall stop here with that. things are going decently in their own ways. i'll be happy with that.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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