Griffin and Sabine
I just got home from a fabulous day.
Class was interesting and engaging. In my Linguistics tutorial, there was a presentation of unique dialects of English, so we had fun trying to sound like Kiwis or Southern belles. Later I had lunch with a friend, and we cracked nerdy jokes at each other. In the afternoon, while it was raining, I made a new friend (from Linguistics class) who showed me around Southlands - we took her dog and went for a long walk in the rain. We share a lot in common, and I hope we get to hang out some more.
She dropped me off at Granville Island, where I spent about an hour at my favourite store, having a heart-to-heart with a staffperson whom I know there. It's a crystal store, so I got to play with shiny stones too - bonus.
Then I met up with Sam - a supervisor at the pool. We work together Wednesday nights, closing until 10:30 or so. She's been driving me home a lot, so I took her to see 'Griffin and Sabine' (the play adapted from the popular trilogies by Nick Bantock). We met on Granville Ilsand (the play was at the Arts Club Theatre on the Island), and had dinner at a fabulous seafood restaurant, The Sandbar. She had Sable Fish - divine - and I had a beautiful pasta with oyster mushrooms, lamb, and tomatoes. Oooh and we had California Rolls made with real Crab! Mmmmm.
The play was equally delicious. The stage was brilliant, with several interesting elements. The furniture was all hand-carved, and while utilitarian in one sense and rather plain, there were interesting angles and hand-wrought details to, for instance, the legs of the chairs that made it seem very surreal.
The rear wall of the stage served as a screen for projections of some of the art from the books. Music was live - a cello and some sort of Marimba. I tell you, I had no idea a cello could make so many sounds! At one point it accurately mimicked the sounds of Spitfires dogfighting in the sky, and also birds cawing. Beautiful sounds.
And of course the words were fantastic - most taken straight from the books. Many of them are really, really appropriate for me right now - in ways that I don't fully appreciate.
"Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows"
But soon I will know - tomorrow I paint. Creativity abounds. I will try to pain words, with my smallest brushes to coax out the greatest joy.
Class was interesting and engaging. In my Linguistics tutorial, there was a presentation of unique dialects of English, so we had fun trying to sound like Kiwis or Southern belles. Later I had lunch with a friend, and we cracked nerdy jokes at each other. In the afternoon, while it was raining, I made a new friend (from Linguistics class) who showed me around Southlands - we took her dog and went for a long walk in the rain. We share a lot in common, and I hope we get to hang out some more.
She dropped me off at Granville Island, where I spent about an hour at my favourite store, having a heart-to-heart with a staffperson whom I know there. It's a crystal store, so I got to play with shiny stones too - bonus.
Then I met up with Sam - a supervisor at the pool. We work together Wednesday nights, closing until 10:30 or so. She's been driving me home a lot, so I took her to see 'Griffin and Sabine' (the play adapted from the popular trilogies by Nick Bantock). We met on Granville Ilsand (the play was at the Arts Club Theatre on the Island), and had dinner at a fabulous seafood restaurant, The Sandbar. She had Sable Fish - divine - and I had a beautiful pasta with oyster mushrooms, lamb, and tomatoes. Oooh and we had California Rolls made with real Crab! Mmmmm.
The play was equally delicious. The stage was brilliant, with several interesting elements. The furniture was all hand-carved, and while utilitarian in one sense and rather plain, there were interesting angles and hand-wrought details to, for instance, the legs of the chairs that made it seem very surreal.
The rear wall of the stage served as a screen for projections of some of the art from the books. Music was live - a cello and some sort of Marimba. I tell you, I had no idea a cello could make so many sounds! At one point it accurately mimicked the sounds of Spitfires dogfighting in the sky, and also birds cawing. Beautiful sounds.
And of course the words were fantastic - most taken straight from the books. Many of them are really, really appropriate for me right now - in ways that I don't fully appreciate.
"Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows"
But soon I will know - tomorrow I paint. Creativity abounds. I will try to pain words, with my smallest brushes to coax out the greatest joy.