"Love is not a feeling. No matter how much you feel, love means nothing when unrelated to action. Love is action... When you put your life into the service of what you value, that action will engender other values and beliefs. Through engagement, things happen." -Anne Bogart
What It Is.
Elaine Stritch struggles with recording “Here’s To The Ladies That Lunch” for the Broadway cast recording of “Company” by Stephen Sondheim
I love this song, love this recording, love this performance. Also love her keep pressing on mentality- my students are learning this right now in that difficult part of the creative process, the part where it is all work before the way is clear for the magic.
Martyn sleep walks and talks sometimes. Mostly he gives himself sleep tasks. My favourite examples were before I was around: once he took all his posters off the wall and put them away while sleeping. Once, in a hostel, he went to his suitcase and started digging around in his sleep- but it wasn’t his suitcase, it was a stranger’s and she woke up to him going through her stuff.
On Monday night I was dreaming about having a terrible, terrible haircut, and needing to get the stylist to fix it immediately.
I wake up because Martyn is tapping me on the butt over and over. I look at him.
Martyn: (pointing to the hall) You have to go out there and talk to the hairdresser.
Me: I have to go out there and talk to the hairdresser?
Martyn: I think so.
And I seriously consider it, until I realize that I’m in my pajamas and the hairdresser wouldn’t be at my house at 4 am. But WHAT?
The only solution [to social media addiction] is not one that most people want to face, which is to become lovers of solitude and silence… I love to spend time alone in my room, and in my ideal world the first hour of every day would be in bed, writing down thoughts, harvesting dreams, before anyone phones or you have any internet access. I write on paper, cause if you write on a laptop, it’s too tempting to go online. You look up a word and then an hour later you remember why you went on…
Well, this is lovely.
Aaaaah!!!!!!
I love, love, love this.
Marilyn Monroe dressed as stage performer Lillian Russell, 1958. Photo by Richard Avedon.
I went away with a wonderful friend for four days. I didn’t touch the internet or even a computer. Return to life with a computer: Nothing that important has happened. I feel infinitely more grounded and real and confident about my own thoughts. I still have other friends. I think.
This is a nice way to look at things.
I just watched Contagion and now I can never touch anything ever again.
| (Overheard from the student lounge) | |
| 1: | I just finished reading 'The Game." |
| 2: | Ah, is it good? |
| 1: | Yeah. |
| 2: | Is it useful? |
| 1: | It is useful. I mean, it'll be more useful... it prepares you more for the club scene. It'll be useful clubbing. |
| 2: | Oh, I'll read it by then. |
| 1: | It's good to have strategies. We can go play together. |
Well, isn’t this magical!
