A white dog with black ears sitting on her haunches. In the background is a red couch.
Ella knows her angles.
A white dog with black ears sitting on her haunches. In the background is a red couch.
Ella knows her angles.
Had a very very very small part in this (dramaturgical consultant), so incredibly honored and delighted to be involved!
We want to thank Emma Pauly for providing their fantastic translation of the Bacchae for our read-through of the play!
To hear @emmapauly.bsky.social talk about their work on the play, check this out: podcasts.apple.com/ca/podcast/c....
You can learn even more about Emma here: www.emmapauly.com.
A person in a black dress with long brown hair sits on the lip of an outdoor stage. The wall behind them is deep blue and there is a picnic table loaded with merchandise on the stage.
Independent Shakespeare Company is a Los Angeles Institution and a major feature of my high school summers. Delighted to be their designated Early Modern English --> Attic (and a little Homeric) Greek translator for this season's Midsummer Night's Dream production!
...a soft, gentle, deeply kindhearted and deeply queer figure.
And he sits in my internal Rogues Gallery, surrounded by tricksters, fiends, villains of every mold (and of course one disproportionately-retributive deity but we knew that).
Just something I've been chewing on. (5/5)
...and with caution, whose relationship with authority is not one of naked defiance or furious questioning (though he loves and fears it in Crowley), but something perhaps weaker, perhaps quieter.
Aziraphale: Angel of the Eastern Gate, bookseller (though 'seller' is really pushing credulity) (4/5)
Aziraphale, who loves the world and all its pleasures. Who eats well, widely, and adventurously, who buys his clothes when he could manifest them because he admires the effort it takes to MAKE something. Who frets and worries constantly about 'doing the right thing'. Who goes slowly...(3/?)
fictional characters I find myself cleaving to, my choice in Good Omens is something of an anomaly.
If you've seen my sense of style or general aesthetic sensibilities, you'd think it would be Crowley.
But it's not Crowley.
It's Aziraphale. Fussy, good-natured, bad-at-magic Aziraphale.
In the midst of bureaucratic trudging, Homeric Hymn research and writing, and some shred of post-NEHRomCom rest, I have been completely and totally consumed by an old love, and I have some thoughts--
Good Omens 2 dropped a few weeks ago, and I have been reminded that, in the constellation of (1/?)
Never figured that one of my most treasured moments as a classicist would come in the form of dropping about 25 f-bombs and screaming at the top of my lungs about a 5-minute Batman riff, but here we are---final scene for NEH RomCom is wrapped, I will be providing no further context.
I mean...I hear there's a translation kicking around that could accommodate that...
[Let the record state that I decided AGAINST just posting "ἥκω Διὸς παῖς τήνδε--you all know the drill"]
I'm hoping to post on this new platform a bit more regularly than I do elsewhere (i.e., at all); get ready for a pretty even mix of academia, D&D, and kitchen witchery.