First, a warning. This livejournal is whiny and self indulgent and is mostly just a stream of consciousness.
I teach high school Drama and English. I live in Australia but my heart lies in England where my family is from.
I think that "speaking Shakespeare is like having jewels in your mouth". My favourite play is Richard III ("Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer"), closely followed by Much Ado About Nothing and Macbeth.
I love the arts. I consider myself a bit of a movie buff and particularly like thrillers, musicals and anything directed by Stanley Kubrick.I listen to Jazz mostly and sometimes Lounge and World music, Paris Combo's album "Living Room" practically never leaves my iPod.I also like St. Germain, Madeleine Peyroux, Miles Davis, Billie Holiday, the Buddy Rich Big Band and Juliette Greco.I have an affinity with all things French and plan to visit Paris again as soon as I can.I admire those who dare to doubt and believe that "a wise man proportions his beliefs to the evidence"-David Hume.
My idol is Frida Kahlo.
The little things that make me smile..... “Pilot guide’s” in Brazil and Paris, cigars, dark eyes, girls with creamy skin, Indonesian food, accordion music, trains, wrought iron lacework, Port, 'Clair de Lune' by Debussy, rainy days in the city, Mucha posters, lemon curd, booths in restaurants, winking, waking up early to catch a plane, comfy shoes, owls, stained glass windows, candlelight, foreign accents, dusk, period dramas , European apartments, hennaed hands, IKEA, guitarists, snow, fancy plaster moulding on ceilings, painted toenails, sepia photographs, cozy cafes, men in suits, chai tea, old cinemas, red lipstick, tapas, Billie Holiday, cemeteries, the smell of wet wool, creamed honey, German food, Cirque du Soleil, Yann Tiersen's music, tarot cards, Mouiseur Camembert, Montville, South Bank, New Orleans, Hookahs, Tiffany lamps, citrus tarts, thunderstorms, velvet cushions, beignets, lofts, "Les Triplett's de Belleville", flocked wallpaper, Fado singers, bento boxes, painting portraits of my family and friends, Opera.
the list is constantly growing.
These are actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Ye all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. Act four, scene I. The Tempest.
A robin red breast in a cage puts all heaven in a rage. -William Blake
Stylish and a little sassy, you were meant for Paris. The art, the fashion, the wine, the men! Whether you're enjoying the cafe life or a beautiful park... You'll love living in the most chic place on earth.