Workshop on King Lear at
1. Jonathan projected an image from the
2. The whole group was given about a minute in which to mingle around the room and find out something they did not already know about the play. After half the time had passes, he asked them to switch who they were talking to in order to hear a variety of potentially new information. Again, the group shared what they had learned.
3. Jonathan projected another image from the
4. Jonathan distributed two lines of dialogue to each pair and gave them five minutes in order to create a tableau that illustrated the relationship between the characters at that moment in the play. All pairs were given dialogue between Lear and the Fool. After the prep time, everyone showed their image at the same time and then one at a time so the rest of the group could comment on what they saw. Based on the responses of the "audience," Jonathan asked how the themes that emerged from the images otherwise appeared in the play.
5. Jonathan projected several more images of Lear and the Fool from various productions in the
6. In the final activity, the group was divided into four and each tried to categorize different groupings of characters (those who are looking for power; those who are looking for companionship; etc.) and then shared their ideas with the larger group.
Walking tour of Stratford
At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.
Then we pressed on to the site of the
And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow.
Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth.
And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part.
The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound.
Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
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