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I can guarantee things are sweeter in Tennessee.
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[01 Dec 2008|06:44pm] |
wanted list
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| dreamworld. |
[01 Dec 2008|02:22pm] |
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[30 Nov 2008|07:11pm] |
moved to ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) jonasjose
thanks so much everyone :[
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| Entry due: In two weeks! |
[30 Nov 2008|06:35pm] |
HENRY MILLER: I am thinking that when the great silence descends upon all and everywhere, music will at last triumph. |
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[30 Nov 2008|02:52pm] |
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[29 Nov 2008|10:27pm] |
"It doesn't matter who gives them as long as you never wear anything second-rate. Wait for the first-class jewels, Gigi. Hold onto your ideals."
Gigi, 1958, color, Leslie Caron and Maurice Chevalier
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[29 Nov 2008|12:04pm] |
And now I’m yearning for the light your weightless body draws and though I have no faith in god, I wish for nothing more. If death finds me in love, if death finds me at all. That ship sets sail too soon, my love, & one of us must go.
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[28 Nov 2008|08:08pm] |
It's that time of year again!
Go here for further details!
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[28 Nov 2008|03:05am] |
There is a piano in the parlour that, if only for lack of time, sat idly as I peeked at it occasionally from behind pages of Shakespeare in preparation for rehearsal tomorrow. It isn’t the Oscar on the ledge that keeps stealing my attention from the vintage words on paper. No, it’s the ivory itself that keep calling to me. “Cate, you know it’s really been too long,” my own personal Jiminy Cricket keeps whispering against my ear. I want to ignore his seductive words, but body over mind. The next thing I knew I was pushing my figure off the loveseat, and began floating involuntarily across the room one step at a time. Before I could turn around, I had already pulled the bench beneath me, and my hands rested daintily against the tepid keys. Do. Re. Mi… the strings reverberate as index, middle and ring finger find their proper placement after Middle C. It was all against my better judgment of course. I didn’t have time to dawdle, to focus my sights elsewhere. There were (and still are) a plethora lines to rehearse before the day is out and finally, if only just for a half hour, the house had become silent. It’s a rarity for my household to be so still, to be so quiet. With three boys all under the age of seven, and one who acts not much older than that on any given day, well, silence is a luxury. But in that moment the boys were either down for their ritual afternoon nap or finishing up the last few hours at grade school. Andrew remained tied up at the Theatre, overseeing the greening of the Stage – a passion project of mine under far less stringent deadlines.
With six Shakespearean works to perform in no more than eight hours, there is no time for mistakes. I have to have these lines perfect sooner rather than later. It’s a massive attempt to get just one part of Henry VI down pat, but to do all three plus two of the other histories? It’s the War of the Roses, a fitting title if one thinks about it hard enough. But impossible deadlines and impossible roles are just as seductive as the allure of the piano this afternoon. I’m a restless soul, and to find a challenge that entices me only gives my mind something to focus on and strive for. With each role I’ve taken on, from the start they seemed like impossible portrayals. How could I swallow the burden that was transforming myself into everyone’s favorite actress? How could I bare the weight of a crown so inspirational? Could I really still pull off an arabesque like I used to? They seem like such silly questions when presented in the present, but in the past they would keep me up at night. They would be distractions, just like that silly piano, seducing me into an uphill climb and eventually into a state of victory. I’ve always approached acting with the mindset that if I have to think about it, well, then I’m working too hard. I should always have a part so ingrained within my skin and mind that all I need to focus on is the act of focusing itself. Second-guessing and doubts only leave room for error, and performances that just don’t satisfy.
That's probably why I gave into the piano this afternoon. I can’t say I was Mozart, harmonizing to classical melodies the minute I pressed my fingers to the ivory. In fact, had Iggy been far less tired than he was, I am certain he would have cried from the foul sounds that originally sounded. But after a refresher and a deep breath, I managed to coax an old favorite out of my fingers. Van Morrison would have been proud. And to think this all started from a simple conversation with a complex man. When I saw the piano in the corner of my eye this afternoon, I was immediately reminded of his solemn promise to tickle the Ivories when he was in my graces one of these days. I should have known this would be his fault. I suppose I owe him a bit of gratitude. I’ll have to pass it on to him in person one of these days. Perhaps we could even duet.
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[27 Nov 2008|11:11pm] |
The 21st century is when everything changes....
verbiage Only
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[26 Nov 2008|04:06pm] |
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Standing in line to see the show tonight
& there's a light on, heavy glow, by the way I tried to say I'd be there, waiting for Dani the girl, is singing songs to me, beneath the marquee...
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[26 Nov 2008|01:59am] |
![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) corbismixtape is taking a break! We'll let you know when we're back up and running, in the meantime, catch up on those mixes you never sent!
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[25 Nov 2008|04:26pm] |
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I think this is a placeholder but I'm really not sure.
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| Scene: Caspian Georgie, Carter Panic a PB |
[25 Nov 2008|12:42am] |
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| corbis. |
[24 Nov 2008|10:01pm] |
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Use your imagination.
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[24 Nov 2008|07:06pm] |
I have far too many costars and friends amongst this place to have such a bare buddylist. Come, come. Tell me how you all are. I'm at Cate DuBois, but of course feel free to leave yours here. Plus this will help me with my holiday card list!
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| corbis! |
[24 Nov 2008|04:52pm] |
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| and the memories come floating back in a field of butterflies. |
[24 Nov 2008|10:31pm] |
next time you wanna go on and leave i should just let you go on and do it cause now i'm using like i bleed. it's like i checked into rehab, and baby you're my disease.
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[24 Nov 2008|01:46pm] |
You say you wanna get in my Benz? Well, use me, use me 'cause you ain't that average groupie.
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[24 Nov 2008|05:15am] |
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so smile, cause you'll go out in style .
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[24 Nov 2012|05:36am] |
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like "maybe we should be just friends" or "how very perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love.
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| I have some amazing castmates? Don't you agree? |
[24 Nov 2008|04:42am] |
I am updating because it is about time to update! I mean, Will made me fantastic icons, and if I get kicked out, I won't be able to use them at all! I don't plan on being kicked out, but it is hard to update when there isn't much about you, I'm just a regular kid! I promise, I'm fun loving, and I love to talk to people! I'm very curious, and everyone thinks my favorite game is Hide and Seek, and I have no clue why? Actually, I do, but I will feld that answer in a minute! I promise! I was watching "The Little Mermaid" earlier, and I think Ariel is one of the prettiest princesses!
Most people will say thats not true though, especially people that know me, because they will insist that "I" am the prettiest of the princesses. Isn't that funny, Georgia Laura Henley a princess. That is like saying Skandar is a Prince! And of course, we all know Anna IS a Princess! She's the most beautifulest girl in the world! She really is. I want to grow up and be as pretty as her, plus she's kind and sweet and caring! Everything I aspire to be!
Will is the most amazing man. If I was an older girl, I'd be like the shy lonely one that would hide away from him, but secretly think he is the most wonderful guy in the world! Cause that is what he is, he's the most handsomest, and manliest, man alive, he has all the qualities the perfect man should have! I don't know what they are yet, but I promise he does!
And Skandar, what does Skandar have, he has pretty hair! Besides that, he's not that quite manly like, but he does get to go back to Narnia! Cause he's cool like that! Oops, I spoke too much, Skandar is a wonderful guy, and I will talk about Narnia in my next post, I promise! Wait for it! It will be special.
HI EVERYONE ELSE!
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| Are you into it, corbis? |
[24 Nov 2008|03:49am] |
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[24 Nov 2008|03:29am] |
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I couldn't find anything to put here that wasn't completely self-deprecating. x x x
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| corbis; shine on luke |
[24 Nov 2015|04:45pm] |
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Should I sing until I can't sing no more. Play these strings until my fingers are raw.
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| aim is still oralandofixation until i become more creative. |
[23 Nov 2008|04:12pm] |
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For the past three days I've been listening to nothing but Christmas music. Leon Redbone, Zooey Deschanel, Bing Crosby, Mariah Carey, WHAM!, The Chipmunks, I love it all. Now that I've fessed up to that, it's only fair that you reciprocate. What's your guilty holiday pleasure?
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| corbis i know, i can't believe it either |
[23 Nov 2008|02:56pm] |
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[23 Nov 2008|02:59pm] |
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I can't believe our little one is finally here, it's incredible.
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[23 Nov 2008|11:51am] |
November 16, 2008... the End of an Era.
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[23 Nov 2008|12:03pm] |
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Tu me fais tourner la tête, mon manège à moi, c’est toi.
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[23 Nov 2008|12:00am] |
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Change has a considerable psychological impact on the human mind. To the fearful it is threatening because it means that things may get worse. To the hopeful it is encouraging because things may get better. To the confident it is inspiring because the challenge exists to make things better.
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| The time has come to say 'good byyye' |
[23 Nov 2008|12:02am] |
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This place has been my home for Will for almost a full year, it was my first attempt as him but sadly all good things must come to an end. It is time to say 'good bye,'corbis. Thank you so much to those that were good to him. He will never forget you.
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| aim: Cate DuBois |
[22 Nov 2008|07:38pm] |
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I've got a bit of a cold, corbis. Give me your best remedies for fighting off the sniffles.
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[22 Nov 2008|05:42pm] |
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And fate has led you through it.
You do what you have to do. ☆
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| The artist formerly known as jmstroup has returned! |
[22 Nov 2008|02:25pm] |
If I had my own world, I'd build you an empire. If I had my own world, I'd fill it with wealth and desire, a glorious past to admire. And voices of kids out walking dogs,birds, planes, trees and cars. If I had my own world, I'd love it for all that's inside it. There'd be no more wars, death or riots, there'd be no more police, packed parking lots, guns, bombs sounding off. If I had my own world, I'd build you an empire from here to the far lands, to spread love like violence. If I had my own world I'd build you an empire from here to the farmlands, to spread love like violence. Let me feel you, carry you higher, watch our words spread hope like fire. Secret crowds rise up and gather, hear your voices sing back louder.
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| It was this or Peter's nudes and I don't think you're ready for that yet, corbis |
[22 Nov 2008|12:44pm] |
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[22 Nov 2008|10:59am] |
Wanderers this morning came by. Where did they go, graceful in the morning light? To banner fair, to follow you softly in the cold mountain air. Through the forest, down to your grave. Where the birds wait, and the tall grasses wave. They do not know you anymore. Dear shadow alive and well, how can the body die? You tell me everything, anything true. In the town one morning I went, staggering through premonitions of my death. I don't see anybody that dear to me. I don't know what I have done. I'm turning myself into a demon. |
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[22 Nov 2008|10:04am] |
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corbis, is life linear or are we going in circles?
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[22 Nov 2008|08:41am] |
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| CORBIS; the artist formerly known as kisst |
[22 Nov 2008|01:41am] |
"Our ankles intertwine and then your hands are a beginning to my body's end. We kicked our shoes off and laid down in the grassy lawn. Still new enough to play pretend. And you said, "Just say you will, just say you will." You will, you will. Ohhh, I may be young but I know when I love someone. When I love someone. You said, "Ohh I may be young" but I know when I love someone. When I love someone. And it's you. Oh, it's you. Why did I choose these mistakes? These mistakes to make. Because it's you. Oh, it's you. It never changed for me."
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[21 Nov 2008|10:25pm] |
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don't let your eyes deceive you, something really amazing is here.
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[20 Nov 2025|11:54pm] |
I'm serving time, all for a crime I did commit. You want the truth? You know I'd do it all again. Left for dead, heaven is only in my head. I heard a voice calling from down inside the well. "See that silver shine?" she said to come claim what was mine. So down I fell, down into the water black, my prison cell, only the moon was shining back. If I seem lost, well I weighted the cost and chose my crime, now it's mine all mine. I heard the voice calling from just outside the well, she said, "You fool, now that you know your end is near, you always fall for what you desire or what you fear!" Resurrected, living in a lighthouse. If you leave the ships are gonna wreck. Resurrected, living in a lighthouse, the lions and the lambs ain't sleeping yet.
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[21 Nov 2008|02:26am] |
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Once I had a love and it was a gas, soon turned out had a heart of glass. Seemed like the real thing, only to find mucho mistrust, love's gone behind. Once I had a love and it was divine, soon found out I was losing my mind. It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind, mucho mistrust, love's gone behind. In between what I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine, love is so confusing there's no peace of mind. If I fear I'm losing you it's just no good, you teasing like you do. Once I had a love and it was a gas, soon turned out had a heart of glass. Seemed like the real thing, only to find mucho mistrust, love's gone behind. Once I had a love and it was divine, soon found out I was losing my mind. It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind, mucho mistrust, love's gone behind. Lost inside adorable illusion and I cannot hide I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside, we coulda made it cruising, yeah, riding high on love's true bluish light!
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