"It's called Jungle Red."
-Sylvia, "The Women"
 
 
Highlight of the Macy's Day Parade?

Newsies!
 
 
Sadly, I woke up this morning and  I am sick.  Not fun.  Soon I will have to brave the NYC streets in order to hunt for tissues and other supplies.

But I've decided that what I really need in my arsenal of get well supplies is: vanilla ice cream.  


In one of my favorite musicals, She Loves Me, Georg brings Amalia vanilla ice cream when she is home sick.  This is a clip of the beloved Barbara Cook, who was the original Amalia, singing "Vanilla Ice Cream."  It made my sick day brighter.  Enjoy! And whether you are sick or not, you should probably eat some ice cream.
 
 
"There's nothing else that theatre is but risk."
-Peter Sellars
 
 
This is an IVictrola!
Too funny & too awesome.

An IPhone goes in the slot.
I found it in Anthropologie's November catalogue.
Read the blurb about it below.


"Designer Matt Richmond of Made-Craft has harnessed the acoustics of the proto-speaker system - the victrola horn - and repurposed it for the modern era. Set your iPhone or other music player with external speakers into the hand-carved walnut base, and let your tunes waft from the vintage Magnavox horn. The sound amplification is completely, ingeniously acoustic; the dock is not plugged-in or battery powered."
  • One of a kind
  • Fits all iPhone models
  • Antique Magnavox horn, carved American walnut
  • Wipe with soft, dry cloth
  • 27"H, 18"W, 17"D
  • Handmade in USA
 
 
Thought I would switch up this week's theatre quote of the week with a monologue of the month.  This is one of my favorite monologues that I used often in college.  Enjoy!

"I am not sure, Edward, that I understand you; 

And yet I understand as I never did before.
I think-I believe-you are being yourself
As you never were before with me.
Twice you have changed since I have been looking at you.
I looked at your face: and I thought that I knew
And loved every contour; and as I looked
It withered, as if I had unwrapped a mummy.
I listened to your voice, that had always thrilled me,
And it became another voice-no, not a voice,
What I heard was only the noise of an insect;
Dry, endless, meaningless, inhuman-
You might have made it by scraping your legs together.
Or however grasshoppers do it.
I looked,
And listened for your heart, your blood; 
And saw only a beetle the size of a man
With nothing more inside it than 
What comes out
When you tread on a beetle.

No, I won't tread on you.
That is not what you are.
It is only what was left
Of what I had thought you were.
I see another person,
I see you as as person whom I never saw before.
The man I saw before, he was only a projection-
I see that now-of something that I wanted-
No, not wanted-something I aspired to-
Something that I desperately wanted to exist.
It must happen somewhere-but what and where is it?
Edward, I see that I was simple making use of you,
And I ask you to forgive me."

-Celia Copplestone, The Cocktail Party (1950)
T.S. Eliot



 
 
This week I am honored to be a guest tweeter

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Sarah Heffner (above)  is one of my best friends, and without a doubt my favorite poet.  Sarah is a recent graduate of NYU.   Her poems have appeared in The North American Review, and The Three Rivers Review.  She recently relocated to Korea and I miss her terribly.  So I decided to do my first cross-continental blog-terview!

Ellen: Why Korea, why now?

Sarah: Well, I was born in South Korea, but adopted and grew up in PA.  I recently reunited with my birth mother, who lives outside Seoul.  I also recently graduated school; my lease was up.  My life opened itself up for change. 


Ellen: What has been the most surprising form of inspiration during this journey?

Sarah: Disorientation. Sometimes, you have to leave a place, to really see it for what it is.  The same might be for oneself, but I’m still figuring that part out.


Ellen: Do you have a favorite place to write?

Sarah: My favorite place to write is where I feel the safest.  So - my dorm room. I can’t believe I just wrote dorm room.   I should be too old to live in one.  And yet, here I am.  Sometimes it’s really romantic to sit in a café and write, but I can’t say productive.

Ellen: How has the language switch affected your writing? 

Sarah: Learning a new language is a microscope. Metaphors are being magnified and I have a clearer view of where potential crystals may form. 
 
Ellen: Tell me a little bit about your various writing projects right now.

Sarah: Living is how I’m working on writing. Last year, I knew I wanted to be in Korea, and I knew how critical it would be to finishing the narrative in my thesis. I’m in gathering mode.  

Also, after I read an essay written by someone who adopted a child, I feel an urgency to be a voice, in the void of adoptee voices.  So I am working on a response to that essay. 

Ellen: Have you seen any theatre?  Or is there anything you are planning to see or visit?

Sarah: I am very interested in seeing Korean theater.  I had the opportunity to see a dance performance for Peace Day held at Kyung Hee University.  It was modern, and visually stunning (There is a picture of the performance at the end of this blog post).


Ellen: Sarah is a super stylish writer, so I have to ask: favorite fashion trend in Korea?

Sarah: Mix matched earrings!  Remember a few years ago, bikinis didn’t have to match anymore? I love that earrings coordinate. For example, one earring will be butterfly, and the other a flower.  I love how it presents an opportunity to wear more texture, patterns, art and color.

Ellen:  Merci mille fois to Sarah for taking the time to share some of her wonderful thoughts!  You can follow her fantastic blog  here.  Her writing and thoughts are so inspiring- definitely check it out!

 
 
 I stumbled upon this interview and it made me smile.
 
 
"Never mind your talent!  
Do you have tenacity?"
-Max Reinhardt