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I am late with everything right now, so here are the sketches I finally got scanned in from Hamlet a few weeks ago. It was utterly remarkable. Eliza Pagelle played Hamlet, and she was not only the finest Hamlet I've seen, but she also went to Juillard and played sections of Chopin at the grand piano on the stage throughout, which perfectly fitted Hamlet's self examination. Stephanie Shine directed with such warmth and humanity, bringing Ophelia in silently early on to establish the relationship before we see it distentegrate. The Ophelia/Laertes/Polonius family was deeper than I've ever seen, as was the Hamlet and Horatio bond. The early 20th Century costumes by Austin Blake Conlee were remarkable. I loved Nic Picou paired as Claudius and the Ghost, back and forth between his self important military outfit and a ghostly gas-masked Great War apparition, and his wonderful queen could have stepped out of a Fred and Ginger movie. Truly the whole cast was marvelous. I can't say enough about what this wonderful company is doing in Memphis.
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My main work lately has been my upcoming Faulkner's Trees exhibition. I'm trying to get final prints of everything, get started on the framing, and finish carving the last two prints. I'm working slowly with my fatigue making an unwelcome return, but I'm chipping steadily away at it. We haven't set a hang date yet, and I'm grateful for Rowan Oak being flexible. It will go up some Monday in June so it's in time for the Faulkner scholarly conference that meets there in July. I'm so grateful to them for wanting my work for that.
So carving and printing every morning while I'm fresh. There has been lots of tea involved.
So carving and printing every morning while I'm fresh. There has been lots of tea involved.
I've got the first couple in frames already. It's nice not to leave all of that till last, since it's my least favorite part of the process.
This is the last piece I'm working on. It's three colors, and I'm carving on the last block now.
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I've been a lot at home lately working slowly on the last couple of Rowan Oak prints and fighting a bit more long Covid fatigue. But this week I got out a couple of lovely times and hopefully am on the upswing again. Sunday Christina and I went sketching in the neighborhood, an old Masonic temple building that now houses a restaurant. The weather has been perfect, so that night I took myself out for a patio dinner of fish tacos and sweet potato fries with Henry and my book and sketchbook. My friend Chrissie says to always get the pink drink -- just have a celebration. So I did.
Then today after doing some errands with my Dad I still had energy to go see the new shows at Dixon. They're great. As I was heading to leave it started raining, and then it just poured. It was gorgeous, and there was a handy bench on the covered porch, so I settled in to draw and wait it out. I'm grateful to my friend Elizabeth, who started the Memphis Urban Sketchers, for training me to carry a sketchbook. I sometimes get caught without one, but I'm almost always glad when I have it along.
