21 Thursday Dec 2017
Posted in Eccentricities
Here I am, dreaming of a White Christmas – and not likely to have one, it seems, except for the frost. And I’m not exactly pining, but I sigh, and mumble to myself, and hopefully study the skies, and this kind of things.
To which many of my friends shake their heads, and a few actually scold me: when shall I grow up? Don’t I know what a damn nuisance snow is? Have I never suffered through the bother and disruption snow can cause? Continue reading
06 Thursday Jul 2017
Posted in Theatre
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We had Of Men and Poets again, last week. A one-off performance in the small garden of the small Virgilian museum in the small town where we like to think Virgil was born. On paper, it was perfect: the summer evening, the right place…
True, because of a couple of last-minute substitutions, and because it came in between other things, Nina settled on a reading, rather than a full performance. But we’ve done this before: it’s still lovely to see, and very effective, so nobody worried a whit.
But perhaps we should have. Continue reading
21 Monday Mar 2016
Posted in Scribbling, Theatre
So the time has come to rewrite – or at least significantly rework – Di Uomini e Poeti, that is, Of Men and Poets. It had a good run back in 2012, and it was published, but I’ve always wanted to do something more and better with it.
Now a reprise is in the air, for Mantova’s year as cultural capital of Italy: what better chance for a new version of the play?
So I printed a copy and began searching for the notes I’d made back then… Continue reading
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