10 April 2011

Sleepy Sunday

I went to an acting conference yesterday and was reminded why I am someone who can run the theatre house but cannot be on stage. The primary workshop was with Javier Cordona, a theatre scholar associated with Theatre of the Oppressed. While not TotO-specific, the workshop totally stretched me, making me uncomfortable at times but giving me insight into performance and the work needed to do acting work. The primary reason for going was to help me think of how to help the kiddos I'm working with in terms of their acting. Insight. Now to think about what to do with it. 

A little linky love before I head off to get work done: 

In the Czech Republic, they've found the remains of a male who was buried surrounded by domestic goods. Of course he must be gay. The oldest gay ever. Bury me with my knitting needles, please... 

... or perhaps just a wool coffin. Can I get this in fair isle, please? 

In preparation for teaching children's literature this summer, I came across this on NPR: children's literature or another genre entirely? 

Distraction, thy name is the Internet. The New Yorker says so

With data collection in full swing, I'm trying to stay focused on the task at hand and not borrow trouble about the job market

Lastly: How to steal like an artist. Brilliant. 

Happy Sunday, y'all. 


  1. I love the colors in the latest granny... Do you know what it's going to be?

  2. It's a wedding present I thought to start on last night. I would still be going on it - these grannies are addictive - but I need a wheat yellow yarn and my LYSs are all closed on Sundays. Good thing. I've a pile of work I've been working through all day... Oh, Sunday...