Toshi left on Tuesday for Belarus and my sister Miriam arrived the same day. I received an e-mail from Toshi. The poor guy had a harrowing flight. On his way to Amsterdam to change planes, a Jordanian sitting in front of him, who had drunk too much, vomited on Toshi's pants and shoes. Even though he was able to take a shower in Amsterdam, Toshi couldn't clean them and the smell remained. He had to buy new shoes and was quite upset. At least the two talks he's given at the university so far have gone well. I think he has one more to go.
Miriam and I have been having a good time. The best part is that no one has been vomiting on us. Thursday night we went to see the one-man show, Vincent, playing in Burlington. The play was written by Leonard Nimoy, and he originally starred in it. Since we both like Van Gogh's art work, and I've read many of his letters to his brother Theo, we were particularly interested. I also had another reason to go. Aside from my Japanese memoirs, I've been working on a one-woman show in which I will portray a Japanese farm wife, a composite of my late mother-in-law and other women in her village. I was hoping that I might get some ideas for the presentation from the play. In particular, I've been trying to figure out the best way to present my character's story to the audience.
Theo, Vincent Van Gogh's brother, who was the play's sole character (though a few times he "became" Vincent by walking to the other side of the stage), entered and spoke directly to the audience. The show was interesting, but I don't think I'd be comfortable having my character speak directly to the audience. I'm leaning towards having her think and reminisce out loud, to herself. Obviously, my project is far from done.
I wonder what we'll do today. Perhaps it's back to the Shelburne Museum. Oh, yes, Miriam has reminded me that Champlain Chocolates is having a hot chocolate tasting today.
Have a good one!
Miriam and I have been having a good time. The best part is that no one has been vomiting on us. Thursday night we went to see the one-man show, Vincent, playing in Burlington. The play was written by Leonard Nimoy, and he originally starred in it. Since we both like Van Gogh's art work, and I've read many of his letters to his brother Theo, we were particularly interested. I also had another reason to go. Aside from my Japanese memoirs, I've been working on a one-woman show in which I will portray a Japanese farm wife, a composite of my late mother-in-law and other women in her village. I was hoping that I might get some ideas for the presentation from the play. In particular, I've been trying to figure out the best way to present my character's story to the audience.
Theo, Vincent Van Gogh's brother, who was the play's sole character (though a few times he "became" Vincent by walking to the other side of the stage), entered and spoke directly to the audience. The show was interesting, but I don't think I'd be comfortable having my character speak directly to the audience. I'm leaning towards having her think and reminisce out loud, to herself. Obviously, my project is far from done.
I wonder what we'll do today. Perhaps it's back to the Shelburne Museum. Oh, yes, Miriam has reminded me that Champlain Chocolates is having a hot chocolate tasting today.
Have a good one!