It fitted in nicely with the course I'm studying with the Open University this year - Shakespeare, Text and Performance. For my first assignment I've had to close read a piece of text from Act 2 scene 2 of A Midsummer Night's Dream - from when Robin (Puck) finds Lysander sleeping until Hermia wakes up - and, of course, this play is about - among other things - perception and seeing. When Robin finds Lysander and Hermia asleep he thinks that Lysander must have refused to sleep with Hermia - to him it's unnatural for a young couple not to sleep together.
My perception has been that tv/film replaced theatre, after all they can go places, show things, do things that theatre can't, recently my perception has changed. Theatre isn't a very poor copy of tv and film - it's a different experience altogether.
I've always been loth to go to the theatre, always noticing the lack of - space, reality etc., the tear in a curtain, the noise the dancers make. I know that I'm an escapist, I won't watch programmes that show how things are done in films . Perhaps Shakespeare is making the difference, but I don't think so. I just think that I'm growing up - finally, not bad at 53 (lol) - well maybe not growing up, but maturing at last.
I'm a lot more laid back than I ever have been. poliphilo gave me permission right back when we first met to be myself and after 17 years I think I'm finding out who 'myself' can be. Yet, 'myself' is constantly changing.
I expect that everyone changes, but I believed - was brought up to believe - that it wasn't allowed. I spent so many years fitting into the mould my parent's gave me. Trying to be their perception of me, that it's no wonder I was so uptight. I was supposed to be a problem, a dunce, never amounting to anything, unlovable, always letting people down. I think that when poliphilo threw my mother out of the house for telling him this, I learnt that his perception was different. It has taken me another 10 years to learn that everyone's perception of me is different again, and that my perception of others - and myself - is just that, my perception.
So katjamoondid me a big favour this week, not only did she make me think about perception, she helped me to write an essay. All I need to work out now is how to be me without coming across as waspish, I think it's just my dry wit, but I can see that I perhaps need to moderate it a little.