Hamlet-hates-you-back - Come To This Great Stage Of Fools

PEDRO PASCAL during backstage of KING LEAR (2019) ph. Monique Carboni

“Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Ding-dong Hark! now I hear them,—Ding-dong, bell.” ― William Shakespeare, "The Tempest"

dealing with a code-red RSD-meltdown anxiety attack by laying on your bedroom floor reciting all the Shakespeare you’ve ever memorized to yourself for nearly three hours straight is something that can be so personal, actually-

according to my good friend's calculations, I shall be in denmarke in about three to four moons. in the meantime, I am working on my poem dedicated to hamlet's mother, queen gertrude. it is titled "thy mum", and so far, it readeth:

"thy son is bi

and so am I

this is why I came to denmarke;

to rhyme"

-mercutio

Uh. I went to the Oregon Shakespeare festival last week and saw five shows. I decided to draw a scene from each one we saw, so here they are. :]

My favorites are Lizard Boy and Macbeezy (if you know, you know).