It's been almost a month since my last post I regret to say. I had a few opportunities to chronicle my adventures, but have been for the most part too tired or lazy to do so. I'll hopefully get in a few more in the next couple of months, I hope. I want to at least geto fifty by the end of the year. And by Blogopshere I meant Blogosphere. That's right, I chose not to correct my typo! I'm just crazy like that. You never know when I'll go off the deep end, man. Anyway....
Rehearsals have been going well, with their expected ups and downs. We're about to embark on Tech Week as of Monday, which means we go up in less than two weeks!!!
What I wanted to mention was the great couple of weekends I've so far had. Last Saturday night, after rehearsal, me and a bunch of us from the Phoenix attended my very first Buddhist wedding, for our friends Kathleen and David. Besides the wonderful fact that they were getting married (again, back here, as opposed to when they first actually got married this summer in SCOTLAND!), This ceremony--which was led by none other than Eshu himself!--took place in a Christian chapel, which was rather strange. It was odd chanting about the Three Jewels and Bodhisattvas in the midst of the eyes of Jesus at his various stations of the cross, in front of the altar of the Abrahamic God. But it kind of worked, too. The place had great acoustics for chanting, making the whole place ring like a bell (thanks, Linda Hardy). On that note, probably the most interesting part was the chanting. Just like in the Zen Meditation sessions at the chapel, we all chanted the Heart of Perfect Wisdom Sutra, all in unison on the same note. It feels bizarre at first for two reasons: 1. You kind of feel like you're in a cult when you do this. Obviously to be brainwashed to a particular idea is the exact opposite of what the exercise is trying to achieve, but it's hard to slough off those connotations. The point, I think, is we're finding a collective awareness, chanting all as one, and focussing it on the two betrothed. 2. With all the work we're doing at school in our acting classes, this kind of chanting is the polar opposite of what we're doing. Generally you have the impulse to add some kind of intonation, inflexion, expression, and intention, to the words you're speaking. But you don't do that here. The words take on a different purpose and a different shape in this context. It was great to stick our heads into a different world altogether from what we're used to. Because too often we simply don't.
This weekend--tonight, actually, I saw Ride the Cyclone. I'd not seen live theatre that could make me cry. This however, made me cry. I really enjoyed this piece, and am both humbled and blown away by all of the collective talent that went into its realization.
I've been thinking about the kind of prejudices I've accumulated over my Uni career about high school and high school students. As we get on in our years here in undergrad we tend to look at high school students as absolute snotty-nosed, bottom-feeding cretins. We look down our nose at them: just a bunch of dumb kids. As we've been going along with work on Shakespeare in class, I expressed my disbelief that people actually teach Romeo and Juliet in high school. I find it funny because there's SO much sexual innuendo in it, and it is in Elizabethan verse after all. But If I remember correctly, I don't think I was a particularly stupid high school student, and the Shakespeare we studied wasn't completely over my head. I'd argue that it's taught all wrong, but that's not the students' fault, is it? And when you think further on it, there's tons of material taught in high school English classes with suggestive content. There's a lot of stupid going around in high school, but there's a whole lot of stupid going around at every stratum, and there's still people there in secondary land who are mature enough to understand and appreciate something like classic literature for what it is. Sure I had plenty to learn and I may have been more naive than I am now, but when you put things in perspective, I have so much to learn in regards to the future. So before we get all self-righteous and congratulate ourselves on how far we are from high school, remember that we are just as much a bunch of snotty-nosed, bottom-feeding cretins to post-grads, professionals, and our elders in general. Why should we be so contemptuous to high schoolers? some of the most brilliant people I've met I met in high school. I know, Westmount might be different in a lot of ways, but there are still many great individuals roaming the halls of high schools all over the world, and if any of them are truly sane, are probably just as eager to get the hell out of it and move on with their lives as I know I was. Why should you hold it against them just because they are going through it at a later time than you did? We all have to go through it.
3 comments:
Cool beans, my friend.
It is also interesting to look at Shakespeare from a performance perspective. When we studied it in high school, we read it as a text, just like a novel, and submitted it to the same analysis. How a director looks at a play and how an English teacher looks at a play are both very, very different. And watching the movie or reading it aloud aren't the best ways of experiencing it. I really hope that high school kids see our production if they are studying it.
I would like to say that highschool was one of the more creative times in my life, and I sometimes feel like a drone learning too little in a too restricted way in University, so it can go both ways! I don't think I have ever looked at highschool students in the way you have described, but I am assuredly biased against junior high kids. I sometimes feel like an old woman on the bus muttering about how un-intelligent and belligerent they are. But perhaps there is a different way to look at that too...hmm...I will continue to be a bitter old woman until I find evidence.
I like to make a distinction in my prejudgices between young and immature. Of course, my measuring stick for maturity is my own experience, which I'm sure skews the scale and limits my social interation. It's an ongoing quest to be more open-minded.
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