All Places that the Eye of Heaven Visits

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Westminster Abbey

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I don’t have any pictures of Westminster Abbey, so you’ll have to imagine it behind the Palace of Westminster…

This is not a show for people who suffer with FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out). There is simply no way to catch every one of the performances that happen in Westminster Abbey – instead what you get is a series of close-quarters encounters which depend entirely on what path you chose to take. Every experience you have is intimate, engrossing, and unique.

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Pericles

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Cheek by Jowl, Silk Street Theatre

Photo by Patrick Baldwin

Photo by Patrick Baldwin

 

Much like Pericles, this production was me washing up on unknown shores – I knew very little about the play before walking in the room, and not much about the production either – except for the fact it was in French…

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Triumph not in my woes

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I have been relatively quiet of late – for which I apologise. Both personal and professional dramas (not all bad – but all stressful) have been curtailing my available time and energy to post over the last six months at least. As thing begin to ease somewhat, I find myself musing on the nature of triumph and disaster – and those famous lines of Kipling’s:

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster,

And treat those two impostors just the same

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Julius Caesar (2)

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Bridge Theatre

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Photograph by Manuel Harlan

I have a lot of thoughts about this production – mainly about how damned exciting the theatre can be when a bunch of talented actors and stage professionals get together with the deliberate intention of rabble-rousing, and when they have the extraordinary flexibility of a new theatre at their disposal.

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Beware the ides of March.

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I hope you have a better day than poor old Caesar did! I took the opportunity, when recently in Rome, to wander round his stomping ground – the Forum, the actual Rostrum where Mark Anthony made his famous speech (sadly sans ships’ prows), some of the earliest Republican temples in the city. And I’ve thrown in a contemporaneous portrait of the man himself…