Personal space
If you sit down at a computer in a computer room, the person nearest to you will sit at least one computer away. If you get on a bus, people will always chose sitting at the back on their own on a two seater, rather than sitting down next to someone nearer to the front. If you go to the cinema with a group of friends on a fairly quiet night, you'll always attempt to have a row between you and the row of people behind or in front of you. If you go to a restaurant that has communal tables (Wagamama - great thai restaurant chain, try number 37 on the menu) you'll always have a gap on the bench in between your group and the next group on the table. If your are in a crowded room with unfamiliar people, you'll cross your arms and avert your eyes.
Such are the boundaries and limits we seem to place on ourselves. Everyone instinctively maintains a personal space, a invisible zone or region around themselves that isn't generally invaded by others unless through passion or aggression. Sometimes it's as if we all live our lives in little boxes, drifting around, attempting to bump into someone else's box here and there, but ultimately intimacy is reserved for a few close friends/family/objects of affection.
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Warning: Eng Lit geeking ahead.
Brick and Maggie in "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" are so contrasting it's facinating. Great lesson today analysing my favourite aspect of literature; characterisation. Brick is so vague and indifferent to life whereas Maggie is passionate and vivacious. Maggie connects with everyone she meets in some way, for good or for bad. She despises Mae, Gooper and their children, but admires Big Daddy and can't resist Brick. Brick on the other hand is so distant and absent. I think that's why his relationship with Skipper was so important to him - he rarely forms a bond with another person, so that when he does it's this deep, incredible thing that is infalliable and perfect and utterly pure in his eyes.
I'm really enjoying Cat. So frank and open from the start, I like that Williams adopts a different style of writing to reflect the different timescale and situation. Also - it's brand new to me. I'd done Streetcar before when I was 14 or 15 so this good stuff.
Such are the boundaries and limits we seem to place on ourselves. Everyone instinctively maintains a personal space, a invisible zone or region around themselves that isn't generally invaded by others unless through passion or aggression. Sometimes it's as if we all live our lives in little boxes, drifting around, attempting to bump into someone else's box here and there, but ultimately intimacy is reserved for a few close friends/family/objects of affection.
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Warning: Eng Lit geeking ahead.
Brick and Maggie in "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" are so contrasting it's facinating. Great lesson today analysing my favourite aspect of literature; characterisation. Brick is so vague and indifferent to life whereas Maggie is passionate and vivacious. Maggie connects with everyone she meets in some way, for good or for bad. She despises Mae, Gooper and their children, but admires Big Daddy and can't resist Brick. Brick on the other hand is so distant and absent. I think that's why his relationship with Skipper was so important to him - he rarely forms a bond with another person, so that when he does it's this deep, incredible thing that is infalliable and perfect and utterly pure in his eyes.
I'm really enjoying Cat. So frank and open from the start, I like that Williams adopts a different style of writing to reflect the different timescale and situation. Also - it's brand new to me. I'd done Streetcar before when I was 14 or 15 so this good stuff.