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Fairy tales of the Viennese wood
you are a widow sitting on a wooden porch of the old man. He is wearing a cap, I am in short pants with straps standing in the middle of the yard the old man Mr. sorry. I think that it is very boring. I do wonder, and he did not wonder. I can play alone or with friends - they are waiting for me.I'm bored with the old man, even looking bored him, but I decide to donate a piece of his time and fun, to entertain him. I jump in front of him, throws logs, ruble sliver of grass, even. it seems spoke. He tells me something like normal, "Go play yourself, boy." I do not remember that. But clearly I remember the burning shame of a sudden opening:bored look on my jumps, and his immobility not boring him, he lives in it with pleasure, I'm hurt, but I can not overcome this moment with a secret interest in the old man. Was it smart, "the old man? Maybe he lived in intellectual life, thought and intelligence shone in his eyes?;? I do not remember, I do not think. But his body seemed wise.Then I explained to the same effect Rembrandt self portraits, the importance and wisdom that come from his old men and women. He also wrote of ordinary people - what's the strength of their appeal, why they are so impressive? It seems to me, the matter is in the transmission of the wisdom of the body, frugality, rationality plastics.Movement of sick people, too, have always attracted me. They "umnyat" person, so you are a widow watch online in excellent quality and say, make it more meaningful to an outside observer. I've been lying in hospitals and seen reaching for the operation, for the first time getting up after long lying bearing his physical pain.For an actor, the way to the soul of the character is always passes through the body, through movement. So I went to their elders, not knowing that I have to play them - went through a strange, sometimes hostile interest in the lives of the elderly, through the observation of the movement of people and patients with disease in itself. B "Rise of Arturo Ui" directed by Axer I played Dzhipolu.Goebbels, the prototype Dzhivoly, was lame. The foot dragging - ego given by the author. It is used in all productions. And I am also the first rehearsal started limping playing Dzhivolu. For the time being it remained only an external device - for the audience, for the portrait resemblance, but nothing gave me the most, did not add to the internal characteristic.Somewhere mid-B work I fell ill - chilled neck, the head is not turned, any sudden movement caused pain. The only way to take part in rehearsals polusidetpolulezhat was in the chair. Every time I was looking for; the most comfortable position, and finding no longer move.
you are a widow freezes and so handed text.Once Axer said "that he was beginning to like what I'm doing. I started to follow his painful plastics. The common cold has passed, and I consciously began to look at the role of plastic strained neck and an unnatural position Unscrew poses. Now limp became not given details, but a necessity. It shuts plastic image.On the hand I put on black gloves and hands acquired prosthetic, lifeless and going. The result is a kind of "orthopedic" man with a sinister face.