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Somehow, this has something to do with Istanbul
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From: skygoodwill Date: July 16th, 2004 09:31 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: Upstairs at Eric's

And what does that difference feel like?
How nice of you share that with me.

Something else entirely: Ironically, the thing that struck me most about Julie Taymor is her grasp of public speaking.
komos From: komos Date: July 16th, 2004 12:15 pm (UTC) (Link)

Spending warm summer days indoors

Really, the question is yours. I'm of a mind tht shyness is a wall. It both protects and hinders since it keeps one from opening to the full experience of the world. You've suggested something different, hence "sometimes you feel the difference." If "shyness is nice," how does it feel different?

I think Taymor is adept with her public face in part because she is so grounded in her ideas and her work, and in part because much of her work centers around communication, and impermanent communication at that.
From: skygoodwill Date: July 16th, 2004 01:04 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Spending warm summer days outdoors

Is the question mine? I see.

There are varieties of shyness. There is the shyness that stems from humility and reticence that one is of any importance whatsoever. That everything is greater than them. A sense of awe and feeling overpowered by the world's wonder.

There is shyness that comes from shrewdness, knowing that if said soul will conceal their truth, then it be best to self-protect. If you hide your hand, I'll hide mine.

There is shyness that isn't shyness, more like terror.

There is shyness that isn't really shyness, more a sense of compassion. 'I am too strong and powerful for you, and so I will retain my presence within as to not disturb you'.

There is shyness which is really sculking.

There is shyness... etc... etc...

As far as Ms. Taymor is concerned, that was my next remark, that I typed and then did not include. Besides her public speaking capacity, I found her ability to materialize her ideas admirable. So in those two ways, I commend her in being functional. There is much to pick apart in her actual performance and choice of tact - regardless she presents herself and her ideas clearly and to everyone without reticence. She beats like a drum.

Speaking of drums. I was taken to see Lion King on my birthday two summers ago. I was bored out of my mind. It was painful. The best part of it was the drummers on the side stages. My heart begged them to continue. I tried to sleep but I was so angry to be wasting my night there. I just grumbled silently.
Reasons? I've always said I would only want to see a theatre show if it was being staged on its first or second night - because man, does it get stale when done over and over and over and over and over for the tourist crowd and sappy mindless romantics with no appreciation for inspiration and the power of true art. And of course, I was right.
Another reason - it was empty. Likely induced by the above reason. Masks are fun and all. I remember something she said in the PBS special I watched - thats where she missed the mark with her talent. That really bothered me. So functional, yet empty. Anyway, the play's dialogue was incredibly void of intelligence and insight. I think the reason her work is so accessible... is because she takes inspiration and removes the marrow of it and presents the bone. People watch in their own emptiness and relate. And those who can, fill the spaces with their own imagination. She is a structural artist with not much to say except that she can do what she does. And in this world, that says a lot.
And the main reason I was grumbling is I can't stand missed opportunities. All that talent, all that effort- dummified. It was africa all right. Where there is mass starvation.
komos From: komos Date: July 16th, 2004 02:22 pm (UTC) (Link)
There is the shyness that stems from humility and reticence that one is of any importance whatsoever. That everything is greater than them. A sense of awe and feeling overpowered by the world's wonder.

Fear of rejection.


There is shyness that comes from shrewdness, knowing that if said soul will conceal their truth, then it be best to self-protect. If you hide your hand, I'll hide mine.

Fear of harm.


There is shyness that isn't shyness, more like terror.

Just fear.


There is shyness that isn't really shyness, more a sense of compassion. 'I am too strong and powerful for you, and so I will retain my presence within as to not disturb you'.

Fear of being misunderstood or unaccepted.


There is shyness which is really sculking [sic].

Fear of being seen or known.
From: skygoodwill Date: July 16th, 2004 02:43 pm (UTC) (Link)

lol
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