No photos today. I haven't taken the camera out for a walk, because most of the time when I leave chez moi my bag is already heavy enough with the notebooks I bring to classes that I later find out are cancelled. Last week's classes met surprisingly regularly!... But this week has been frustrating. I'm fighting the urge to rejoice at cancelled classes, because that might means I have to overload myself next year. Things will work out. (Personal mantra.)
On Wednesday night, as part of the Brown program in Paris, we went to see un spectacle called L'oratorio d'Aurélia at Théâtre du Rond-Point, close to the Arc de Triomphe. It was incredible! How magical it was. The show consisted of vignettes that defied logic. I don't mean that in the sense that anybody jumped over 12 buses on a motorbike or anything. I mean that the shorts involved using props in ways that would never cross your mind, like putting a bunch of flowers upside down in a vase, or performing a puppet show for puppets, or opening the bottom of your ballroom dress to discover that the lower half of you is an hourglass and you're fast dissolving into sand. The quality of the set and the acrobatics of the actors was a sight to behold. Fast fact: the "Aurélia" of the title is Aurélia Thierrée Chaplin, the principal actress of the piece and also the granddaughter of Charlie Chaplin. Her mother (Charlie Chaplin's daughter), Victoria Chaplin, created and directed the show. I found a clip on YouTube of le spectacle being performed elsewhere:
Lately, I find myself loving all things bizarre.
Well, it's past 1 in the morning here, and I have class at 9:30. Perhaps it is time to finish reading the last Twilight book (thoughts on the series to come later, but yeah, I'm rolling my eyes too) and then collapse into bed. I promise to go exploring somewhere this weekend and take some photos!
PS) Have you read The Selby yet? If not, oh my lord go there immediately, trust me. If yes, well, brace yourself, you'll be hearing me harp on it for a while.