Tuesday, March 31, 2009

HELENA
How happy some o'er other some can be!
Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.
But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so;
He will not know what all but he do know:
And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes,
So I, admiring of his qualities:
Things base and vile, folding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity:
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind:
Nor hath Love's mind of any judgement taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
And therefore is Love said to be a child,
Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.
As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,
So the boy Love is perjured every where:
For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne,
He hail'd down oaths that he was only mine;
And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,
So he dissolved, and showers of oaths did melt.
I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight:
Then to the wood will he to-morrow night
Pursue her; and for this intelligence
If I have thanks, it is a dear expense:
But herein mean I to enrich my pain,
To have his sight thither and back again.


I thought this passage was an insight to anyone's mind.  Don't we all have doubts about our own qualities, and compare our own attributes to others?  Shakespeare gave Helena the use of beautiful words to not only express her pain, but her jealousy and in doing so... he explained how her thought process of winning Demetruis back would work.  The words do a happy "pop" to me, they jump, in an almost merry way.  To get the same information across to the audience in "modern English," it would take many more words.  Here, the passage pokes at our curiosity and informs us at the same time.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Pages 68-69 portray Helena stalking Demetruis through the woods. It's overly dramatic which plays to the presentation of Shakeseare's time. Sometimes roles needed to be overly done in order to convey a clearer message. Helena compares herself to a spaniel that bends to Demetrius' every whim. Demetruis shuns Helena and her foolish behavior.
Helena's words are encompassed in heart-shaped bubbles while Demetruis' once oval bubbles turn into harsh sporatic splotches. Helena's, on the other hand, remain heart-shaped. This just gives proof that it will take far more than harsh words to persuad her to no longer love Demetruis.
The clothes worn are a mixture of modern with old. There is an initial toga-like appearance that fades into suit pants or socks and sandals.
The backgrounds are simple enough. The majority of the scenes are in wooded areas. This would be a great convenience to the crew who had to build the set. They didn't need to plan for too many changes and could create this set with a small budget.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

It's All in Good Fun


Father and child relationships cannot be defined by black and white or love and hate. Instead, such kinship needs to be viewed as gray areas. Theodore Roethke's poem “My Papa's Waltz” displays a fine line between physical abuse and love. The relationship in Craig Thompson's Blankets reveals a sense of psychological abuse followed by a content and loving relationship. These two pieces although seemingly different hold similar themes in common. In both, there is a sense of abuse (whether physical or mental) that can be overpowered by evidence supporting healthy or “normal” relationships between father and child.
“My Papa’s Waltz” may be interpreted in varying ways. The most predominant stance is that the poem reflects Roethke’s childhood positively. Theodore Roethke’s relationship with his father was not flawless and merry like these two, but there is no definitive evidence suggesting there was any foul play.
Roethke’s word choice may hinder the idea of a loving relationship between the father and child (the child is presumed to be Theodore), but overall the general undertone of the poem is that of playful and reckless behavior after the father returns home from work. Theodore’s father worked in a greenhouse, which would explain the caked dirt on his hands and the battered knuckle—greenhouse labor is taxing on the body.
The father had whiskey on his breath, but there was no indication that he was a violent drunk. He was simply unsteady on his feet, and when he missed a step, his belt buckle would knick the ear of the child.
The mother had her face in a frown, but for good reason. It was not because her child was being beaten, but because her dishes were falling from the shelf. I know my mother would do more than just frown at me for breaking dishes. I am certain she or many other mothers would stand by while their child is beaten so blatantly before her.
Recently, in my psychology of genders class, we discussed abuse. Most victims are female, but male victims should not be overlooked. One of our speakers, named Eric, said that it was not something he could come out and confess to his mother. He could only hint at it—and hope she understood. When the truth came out about his abuse, his mother claimed she would have done something more for him, had she known.
The mother in Roethke’s poem was witness to the events taking place. She had known what was going on and done nothing. Had this been a case of abuse, she would have stepped in and protected her child.
A “romp” has several meanings, but the main definition is of a fun or light-hearted affair. I highly doubt any form of abuse would be described as happy amusement, especially by the abused.
In this video, “My Papa’s Waltz” is dissected quickly for literary and grammatical significance. This poem, like many others are open to interpretation even if the author has a set meaning for them. When assessing a poem, the only reason it becomes real or obtains meaning is because “…we believe them and believe in them” (Shapiro 174).
In the beginning of Blankets, Craig puts up a visual front in order to portray the father as a sinister character. As seen below, the physical features of the father are menacing and sharp. Take his nose for example; it is hooked and sharp—giving the impression of a not-so-friendly personality. When the father first makes an appearance in the doorway of the boys’ bedroom, he is nothing but a large shadow that blocks the light.
In comparison to the boys’ faces, which are predominantly white and without excess ink, the father’s face has dark lines throughout it and one cannot even see his eyes. This gives an ominous feel to the entire demeanor of the father.
The father in Blankets is a burly man, whose strength is exemplified by how massively he is drawn. He may not have been that large in real life, but his presence may have been so commanding that he seemed that large.
What needs to be taken into consideration about this scene is that we were only showed one instance of interaction between Craig and his father at this point. One cannot base lifetime relationship on five pages of illustration.
The final pages of Blankets illustrate how Craig’s father really was. The eyes of a child can put a scary mask on anything. Now, with the eyes of an adult, Thompson is able to understand that his father was not as frightful as he once was.
In the frames below, one can see how some simplistic features have changed on the father. He has a slight smile throughout those panels and has lost those dark lines that were etched across his brow by Craig Thompson’s childhood imagination.
Fathers play a crucial role in the lives of their children, in both positive and negative ways, but that cannot be determined easily. The relationships portrayed in “My Papa’s Waltz” and Blankets are those of healthy disposition. Even though there are some faults in the states of their relationships, they share positive bonds.

Works Cited

Molenaar, Peter C. M., SinClair, Katerina O., Rovine, Michael J., Ram, Nilam, Corneal, Sherry E. “Analyzing Developmental Processes on an Individual Level Using Nonstationary Time Series Modeling.” Developmental Psychology 45 (2009):              260-271 

Shapiro, Johanna. “Can Poetry Be Data? Potential Relationships Between Poetry and Research.” 

Families, Systems, and Health 22 (2004): 171-177

Thompson, Craig.  Blankets. Ed. 5. Marietta: Top Shelf Productions, 2005.


Monday, March 23, 2009

Students for a Sustainable Earth

SSE is proud to bring Josh Dorfman to campus.  He is an author, radio host, and TV star that talks about Lazy Evironmentalism.
On March 27 at 6 PM 
in 2304 of Sangren Hall, 
come see Josh Dorfman speak.  
It's free!

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Close read of Pablo Neruda's poem:
Pablo makes his message clear. There once was happiness in his little Spanish town where happiness blossomed in every cranny of his house... When he says "Remember Raul?" It's like asking someone to remember a better time... hey, remember when...
He speaks of Raul, Rafel, and Federico as though they are dead... "The light of June drowned flowers in your mouth..." That line makes me think that they are buried, and in need of being remembered.
The basic feel of the beginning is of home, toasty and comforting--then the planes come and childrens' blood fills the streets... and the good feeling is definitely gone.

Record/ New Thesis

First off, I changed my thesis (because I'm wishy washy).
Thesis:
A father's Involvement with his child is a key factor in the psychological development of the child. Roethke's poem My Papa's Waltz displays a fine line between physical abuse and love. The relationship in Thompson's Blankets reveals a sense of psychological abuse followed by a content and loving relationship.

Anger and anxiety affect and are affected by the involvement of a father-figure (see charts)--(Molenaar, Sinclair, et al 261).
"...In poetry we find that what has often been caled a unique entry into the subjective experience and point of view of others, especially others unlike ourselves" (Shapiro 174).
Shapiro goes on to explain that poetry takes us into other places and situations... some that we may not wish to be a part of (Shapiro 174).

Monday, March 16, 2009

On page 131 of Maus II, I thought it was interesting that the British were represented by fish. It's almost humorous... y'know... fish'n'chips. Sorry, I couldn't resist. I just wonder what Spiegelman was trying to say about British. I think of the "dead fish handshake" that is a faux pa when shaking hands. Instead of having a firm grip, it's limp and not really dignified. Was Spiegelman trying to convey that the British weren't much help?
That's my little ramble. Let me know what you think.

Ps. Sorry I'm obsessed with the portrayal of different nationalities as different animals.
Can you imagine being able to tell the difference of people heritage by seeing if they had a tail?
weird.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

In the early parts of the book (especially 30 and 33) we are introduced to three types of characters in Maus. First are the Jews. They are represented by small and seemingly insignificant mice. The Nazis come in the form of sinister looking cats who hunt mice. There is a somewhat neutral type. It's the pig. Although they sometimes play the role of policemen, they can be as caring as nurses.

I think that Siegelman used mice to portray Jews for a couple of reasons. There is the obvious: Cats vs. Mice scenario, that plays well into the theme of Nazis vs. Jews. Another reason is that there are mixed feelings about them. I like mice, but others (such as my mum...) would rather dispose of the little vermin. During WWII, some people jumped on the band wagon and thought ill of Jews while others sympathized and helped the Jews.
The use of pigs was just to show that some did not choose sides, and to