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vantid whose wonderful picture of the Tiger was used for this weeks prompt.
Just so you know... I had no pre-concieved notions going into this weeks prompt - since it was my suggestion to use this particular picture.
I kinda plopped down on the bench and bumped hips with 'old Will' in this one. I'm hoping he won't mind too much - always did want to do a play... and it certainly is a different animal than I'm used to.
It will seem long, but only because of the play type formatting - which eats up a lot of space.
enjoy...
Vixyy
vantid whose wonderful picture of the Tiger was used for this weeks prompt.Just so you know... I had no pre-concieved notions going into this weeks prompt - since it was my suggestion to use this particular picture.
I kinda plopped down on the bench and bumped hips with 'old Will' in this one. I'm hoping he won't mind too much - always did want to do a play... and it certainly is a different animal than I'm used to.
It will seem long, but only because of the play type formatting - which eats up a lot of space.
enjoy...
Vixyy
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Why lock the door, isn't life about living? Need to get out or have the off chance of someone randomly coming in :P It makes for stories when random shit happens in life!
Anyway, its too early in the morning and my momentary boredom had me wandering the pages of FA until I came across this post and posted and now am rambling for no reason other than making a bigger reply to feel like I'm intellectual and have some super philosophical view on the subject!
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Good night! *muzzle flops onto pillow*
Anyway, its too early in the morning and my momentary boredom had me wandering the pages of FA until I came across this post and posted and now am rambling for no reason other than making a bigger reply to feel like I'm intellectual and have some super philosophical view on the subject!
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Good night! *muzzle flops onto pillow*
*smiles... you made my morning coffee a bit more delightful...
after doing most of my writing at work (when I had a sit down work station and a computer) and having lots of nosy people trying to look over my shoulder - including a busy work boss or two - the idea of a lockable door was very tantalizing. I am actually comfortable writing just about anywhere. Traveling on an airplane is one of my favorites in actuality. - getting the time to write (at this point in my life) is now the harder part.
V.
after doing most of my writing at work (when I had a sit down work station and a computer) and having lots of nosy people trying to look over my shoulder - including a busy work boss or two - the idea of a lockable door was very tantalizing. I am actually comfortable writing just about anywhere. Traveling on an airplane is one of my favorites in actuality. - getting the time to write (at this point in my life) is now the harder part.
V.
Excellent. Impressive. Impressionistic. Powerful. Great piece, it really captures many great ideas of existence, art, life and being. Though, there are some parts I think you loaned from great masters of the past. Nothing wrong with that, words immortalized a long time ago have become free prey, and this collection of little remnant and much more of ideas and words of your own is truly a rare treat of quality. This work is too good for the Internet.
Great play, I enjoyed reading it very much. Heh, I guess it became clear from my comment already.
Great play, I enjoyed reading it very much. Heh, I guess it became clear from my comment already.
*blushes badly.... oooooooooo.... myhead is going to swell terribly if you keep this up. Thank you so much Panzer... much much appreciated. I did borrow just a bit from the Bard - but this had to be in order to obtain the flavor I sought. I would never ever attempt to compare myself to him.
I really did enjoy doing this piece... I think something larger and more complex would be wonderful fun.
*gives him a big hug...
V.
I really did enjoy doing this piece... I think something larger and more complex would be wonderful fun.
*gives him a big hug...
V.
I think one of the most astute things I ever heard was from Edith Bunker - she said (looking at a photograph) 'Imagine that Archie, you look at this picture and it's a single point in time frozen like... all those peole were moving before it was taken and they kept on moving afterwards... and here they all are.'
Of course they made great fun of her for saying that. I so wanted to hug her and tell her that I understood.
V.
Of course they made great fun of her for saying that. I so wanted to hug her and tell her that I understood.
V.
get involved with the play... read it in a group as actors... find the feeling for it... let yourself go back to the mindset of the time so you can understand it... I had a dispute with a producer/director once... I understood the significance of Mercutio's standing in for Romeo. He was actually scared to death of Tibalt - which made the act so absolutely heroic. He was not 'half-crazy' as most would have him portraid. (and that's just one play)
V.
V.
I think the best way to reply to this is - A rebuttal (if I may be so bold)
A robed figure ascends the stairs used by the previous actors and stands before the audience a moment waiting through a pregnant pause as expectations rise. Slowly the robed figure raises an arm until the sleeve of the robe slides down revealing his furred paw held in the same pose as that in the three tapestries.
With the audience watching, thumb closes toward the fingers and with a quick movement snaps his fingers. At the snap of the robed figure’s fingers the lights fall, leaving the house in darkness.
Presumably the robed figure on stage speaks: What now of image versus action? Which holds firmly in your imagination now? Is it memory of the frozen figure, the splash on canvas once liquid now turned into two dimensional statue? Or the memory of action and movement imploring and tickling your imagination begging from you a tiny bit of immortality? We, we artists writers and performers leave it to you, the audience.
After a brief pause the snap of fingers can be heard again and the lights go up revealing an empty stage.
A robed figure ascends the stairs used by the previous actors and stands before the audience a moment waiting through a pregnant pause as expectations rise. Slowly the robed figure raises an arm until the sleeve of the robe slides down revealing his furred paw held in the same pose as that in the three tapestries.
With the audience watching, thumb closes toward the fingers and with a quick movement snaps his fingers. At the snap of the robed figure’s fingers the lights fall, leaving the house in darkness.
Presumably the robed figure on stage speaks: What now of image versus action? Which holds firmly in your imagination now? Is it memory of the frozen figure, the splash on canvas once liquid now turned into two dimensional statue? Or the memory of action and movement imploring and tickling your imagination begging from you a tiny bit of immortality? We, we artists writers and performers leave it to you, the audience.
After a brief pause the snap of fingers can be heard again and the lights go up revealing an empty stage.
oooooooo... I like that very much T.
In this is also the beauty of Shakespeare - he left a lot of latitude in how the platy was to be performed to the plays Director. For instance... (and I was amazed by this) though he has lots and lots of sword fighting in his works, his actual 'only' command to this is: 'they fight'.
I like your rendition very much - thank you for that.
*gives him a hug...
V.
In this is also the beauty of Shakespeare - he left a lot of latitude in how the platy was to be performed to the plays Director. For instance... (and I was amazed by this) though he has lots and lots of sword fighting in his works, his actual 'only' command to this is: 'they fight'.
I like your rendition very much - thank you for that.
*gives him a hug...
V.
This reminded me of Hamlet at the beginning--the royal scene and the "To be or not to be" allusion, anyway, not to mention the name Tybalt immediately calls to mind one of Shakespeare's other works, Romeo and Juliet. It's an excellent piece as always...interesting take on "A picture is worth a thousand words."
But, although the image may seem still without words, is it really? Can't it call up just as many different conclusions, inspire the imagination just as much as words, to be, as the king mentions, a medium understood by all, not at risk of having its essence destroyed in translation?
...I'm talking too much, this isn't AP Literature and Compostion...anyway, faved. Also, you beat me to the punch with your motif.
But, although the image may seem still without words, is it really? Can't it call up just as many different conclusions, inspire the imagination just as much as words, to be, as the king mentions, a medium understood by all, not at risk of having its essence destroyed in translation?
...I'm talking too much, this isn't AP Literature and Compostion...anyway, faved. Also, you beat me to the punch with your motif.
Oh oh my dear mother, I'm so behind your wonderful stories, I've decided to read a story a day to catch up *hugs and a kiss*
But what's this then hm? The work of an artist translates into a 1000 still words, yet they're never the same and the work of a writer moves the subjects, yet the words cannot be changed.
I like it how you actually wrote about writing and art as both are still and alive in their own way. I feel my art's a capture of my inspiration at the moment, the picture itself magnifying my intentions, feelings and inspiration to those who look at it. Writing lacks what art has and art lacks what writing has, it's wonderfull how they compliment each other <3
But what's this then hm? The work of an artist translates into a 1000 still words, yet they're never the same and the work of a writer moves the subjects, yet the words cannot be changed.
I like it how you actually wrote about writing and art as both are still and alive in their own way. I feel my art's a capture of my inspiration at the moment, the picture itself magnifying my intentions, feelings and inspiration to those who look at it. Writing lacks what art has and art lacks what writing has, it's wonderfull how they compliment each other <3
*gives her such a hug....
I have been so worried about you. It seemed as if you were taking a sabbatical or become recluse - that your wonderful style was going to change... and I missed you so much.
*melds their fur in the hug.
who cares that you've not read - I more cared that I might be losing you.
and thank you for your wonderful observatin - I really did enjoy writing this one.
V.
I have been so worried about you. It seemed as if you were taking a sabbatical or become recluse - that your wonderful style was going to change... and I missed you so much.
*melds their fur in the hug.
who cares that you've not read - I more cared that I might be losing you.
and thank you for your wonderful observatin - I really did enjoy writing this one.
V.
I have come to expect terrific things from you, Ms. V. This, however, caught me off guard. Not only did you take a single beautiful picture and fashion an interesting story around it, you crafted your work to fit the style of one of the Masters. As if that weren't enough, you focused your work on an aspect of creative expression that I've thought about a lot; the difference of perception between graphic art and litterary art.
I mean daaayuummm! I can't say I surprised you pulled this off so well, but it's simply a direction I would never have considered myself and so did not expect.
*bows low* You have earned even more of my respect and admiration, and you were certainly not wanting in that regard before.
I mean daaayuummm! I can't say I surprised you pulled this off so well, but it's simply a direction I would never have considered myself and so did not expect.
*bows low* You have earned even more of my respect and admiration, and you were certainly not wanting in that regard before.
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