http://www.precarious.org.uk/p-video.php?vid=dpilot.flv^sample.jpg

Videos of Precarious- the first one that will appear uses cages and feathers which could be helpful references for Havisham and Estell a scene we talked about today.
Really amazing stuff to take inspiration from for more a more abstract effect.

Rehearsal Pics 26/3/2010

Rehearsal Pictures with Pip and the Havishams.

Rehearsal Pics 24/3/2010

Pictures from rehearsal today x

Wedding day (perspective of ‘The Lost’ Havisham)

Writing task: The day of the wedding (from the perspective of ‘The Lost’ Havisham)

I remember the strong smell of perfume had begun to make me feel nauseous; I’d over compensated perfume for nerves. Roses for eternal love and lilies for sweetness. Rose oil. I gently fingered the veleveted petals of the roses in my hair, blood red. It picked up the red in my cheeks. Flushed with passion. My heart pounded the sides of my ribcage, an excitable bird fighting to be set free. The gusts of wind from its tiny wings rushed around my head. Woozy, I gently lowered myself to seating at my dressing table. The fresh bride to be gazed back. And I gazed upon an unopened letter lent against the powder jar. Assuming it was yet another well-wisher I feverishly opened it.

black swirls of cursive ink. His hand. Hurried. The pounding in my ribcage, no longer an excitable bird. But a vulture oversized in it’s tiny cage. Wrought iron twisting in it’s sides. The heavily perfumed air was suffocating, sickening. Heavy on my heart. My broken heart. He’d left. He wasn’t coming back. There won’t be a wedding

…to be so easily replaced. Discarded. Unpurposed. Broken.

Estella if you remember one thing from me, remember that you must fight to stay free uncaged. A man will… All men intend to cage you; hurt you. Render you utterly flightless. You mustn’t let that Happen, Estella. You must not grace any man with your trust; I can’t let you be hurt. You’re precious to me. I keep you and you keep me alive.

Wedding text

She called us

In all her glory

That wretched woman has summoned us

Lured into her game

Like quick sand

Sucked in

However, despite this ridiculous desire of hers, to play games.

The money awaits

Closer than ever

Within our grasp

Him

The boy

The latest addition

Has returned

Again

Dressed for the occasion

What a joyous occasion,

Marriage

The happiest day of one’s life

To devote yourself to another

To have another devote themselves to you

Or so I hear……

(pause)

Do you understand what you are getting yourself into.

Boy?

Do you remember the light?

Do you remember the air?

Do you remember the breeze upon your face?

How would you feel if that was taken away?

Is Estella you light?

Your air?

Your breath?

How would you feel if she was taken away?

In just a blink of an eye she could do that

She could hurt you before you know it.

Just for people to pick and chose what they want/need etc

twenty to nine rehearsal photo

twenty to nine rehearsal photo from this morning

Here is another adaption of twenty to nine:

I’m still waiting,
Suffocating, X2
The weight of his breath,
My timeless death,
I’m still waiting X2
The warmth of his skin,
And now I am nothing,
Bruised heart bleeding, bleeding
My death is confined,
To twenty to nine.

wedding dress idea

i was wondering through town yesterday, and saw this wedding dress in a charity shop

thought the style was rather spot on. it is however 50 pounds, but maybe we could work something little cheaper- just loved the style of it

love x

Rehearsal Pictures

Hey guys, heres some rehearsal pics I took last Fri x

Estella and Havisham (first scene)

After the opening scene (twenty to nine)

We group together, school

Their first meeting

Estella: Is there something the matter?

Havisham (lauren): I’m thinking

Havisham (danni): No, I’m not alright

Havisham: (rosie): did you bring your novel?

(gets the book, begins to read)

Lauren: read to me your favourite passage

Claude: cordiality, do you know the meaning of this word?

Estella: No…

Rosie: you must understand, I expect you to remember your lessons

Claude: Go and get your journal, Estella

Estella: yes, I’ll go and get it now

Rosie: Yes, you must

Lauren: I want you to write down what I tell you

Danni: you need to write

Rosie: you mustn’t believe in any man

Claude: The is no truth

Danni: he lied, all men lie

Estella: shall I write it down ?

Rosie/Lauren: Yes

Danni: You Must

Claude: you will Lock away your heart

Estella: He… (Begins to write)

Rosie: no, ‘you’

Lauren. (Changes the you/ Your to ‘I and My’

Claude: Why must you do that?

Estella: Because you told me to

Danni: to protect your heart from breaking

Rosie: Have you not remembered anything I’ve told you? All men will break your heart

Claude: Who will break it?

Estella: The man

Danni: All men

Estella: all men

Pip and Estella's first meeting script

Havisham: Estella! Come inside.

Estella: Who is this boy?

Havisham: Estella, this boy’s name is Pip. Isn’t Estella beautiful Pip? Say hello to Estella Pip.

Pip: Hello.

Havisham: You must greet her like a gentleman… kiss her hand.

Pip: Yes miss.

Estella offers her hand to Pip, he goes to kiss it but Estella draws her hand away at the last moment.

Estella: Your hands are dirty boy.

Havisham: Estella, allow Pip to kiss your hand.

Pip kisses Estella’s hand and she wipes it in disgust.

Havisham: Give our guest a tour of the room Estella.

Estella: Come along boy. Pay attention, if you can.

This painting on the wall is very old. It is a painting of London. Have you

ever been to London boy? (Pip goes to answers but Estella interrupts) Of

course you haven’t. Only gentlemen have any business going to London.

The painting is a water-colour. Have you ever seen a water-colour before?

Pip: No, I’ve never see…

Estella: Of course, you haven’t. You’re a common boy with coarse, common dirty

hands.

Pip: I’m not…

Estella: Oh you do speak so common as well. Let us move along.

Pip: Who are the people in this painting?

Havisham: I’m bored of this now. Entertain me.

Estella: Yes boy, entertain us.

Pip: How should I entertain you miss?

Havisham: Sing us a song.

Pip: I only know one song.

Estella: Sing us the song you know then.

Pip hesitates and is embarrassed but caves in to their insistence.

Pip (singing): Thus you were to hammer boys round old clem

With a thump and a sound old clem

Beat it out, beat it out old clem

With a clink for the stout old clem

Blow the fire, blow the fire old clem

Roaring dryer, soaring higher old clem

Estella (Laughing at him): Have you ever sung before boy?

Pip: Yes I have.

Estella: To whom?

Pip: To Mrs Joe Gargery.

Estella: She must be deaf, your voice terrible. I should never like to hear that shrill

again.

Havisham: Estella, we must be nice to our guest. Both of you, play a game for my

amusement.

Estella: A game of cards. Come over here boy. Do you know how to play beggar my

neighbour?

Pip: Yes. I play it with Mr Joe.

Estella: Good. Here are your cards. You start the game.

Pip and Estella play the game. Throughout, Estella cheats and uses this to pretend Pip is stupid and doesn’t know how to play.

Estella: I win. You’re terrible at cards and singing. Are you good at anything?

Pip: But you did not win. You cheated.

Estella: How dare you accuse me of that, I do not cheat. Cheating is very unladylike.

You just do not know how to play the game, you stupid ignorant boy.

Havisham: Pip, you should never make accusations to a young lady.

Pip: Sorry miss.

Havisham and Estella share a knowing look

Estella: I’m tired of this game. Come, play with my hair.

Surely you’re capable of that.

Estella sits as Pip gently plays with her. He enjoys this opportunity.

Estella: Who is this Mrs Joe Gargery you spoke of?

Pip: She is my sister.

Estella: Do you live with her?

Pip: Yes, and Mr Joe Gargery also. They are my guardians.

Estella: Where is your mother?

Pip: She has paased…

Estella: So she abandoned you. She must have not loved you very much if she could

leave you all alone.

Pip: I would like to go home now Miss Havisham, if I may. Mr Joe is going to be

Looking for me. He needs my help at the forge.

Havisham: You may leave Pip. I want you to return again at this same time next

week. Tell Mr Gargery that I favour you to come to my house regularly

and play with Estella.

Pip: yes miss, thank you.

Pip goes to leave

Havisham: Estella.

Estella (offering Pip her hand): You have forgotten something boy.

Pip comes back and kisses Estella’s hand before kissing Havisham’s hand.

Havisham: Goodbye Pip.

Pip: Goodbye Miss, goodbye Estella.

Boats and Birds Lyrics

If you be my star
I'll be your sky
you can hide underneath me and come out at night
when I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
I live to let you shine

but you can skyrocket away from me
and never come back if you find another galaxy
far from here with more room to fly
just leave me your stardust to remember you by

if you be my boat
I'll be your sea
a depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity
ebbing and flowing and pushed by a breeze
I live to make you free
I live to make you free

but you can set sail to the west if you want to
and past the horizon till I can't even see you
far from here where the beaches are wide
just leave me your wake to remember you by

if you be my star
I'll be your sky
you can hide underneath me and come out at night
when I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
I live to let you shine

but you can skyrocket away from me
and never come back if you find another galaxy
far from here with more room to fly
just leave me your stardust to remember you by
stardust to remember you by

I thought the lyrics are a nice stimulus from Pip's point of view and how he see's Estella

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pz5H3iVjAlw theres the song xx

lady in Red: Danni

Lady in red writing (first attempt)

Twenty to nine.

She haunts every single one of my thoughts, relentlessly, she won’t give me peace. Whether I close my eyes or glare into the distance she appears. And stays. Staring at me, taunting me.

She dances and cuts through me. Dragging him along with a sickening twisted smile,

Twenty to nine.

I’m still waiting for the man who never came up our aisle. The knots and sickening sinking feeling has never subsided, he never came. I’ve been left, wanton. At twenty to 9….

Waiting.

I have no concept of months of the year, or days of the week.

He must have been with her for months whilst with me. I’d shared him unknowingly. When complaining of a headache and excusing himself he would have slunk away to bed her. I can remember the foreign smell that lingered around his neck, as I gently tried to kiss him. The stench of her. Overpowering me.

The parts of him I touched and caressed were tainted with her. It was all stained

Her fingers still drag along my wedding table and all that I’ve kept so careful in this room. her mark is everywhere, she suffocates all of it. The room is heavy with her stench of perfume.

Her claws tap. And tap. And tap.

Characteristics:

Flowing dress, that sweeps over everything

Intensely staring

Distanced. Fleeting

Going behind, turning a corner, a glimpse of red- of her

Watching from afar

By herself.

Angular, fingers tapping on table.

twenty to nine poem

Twenty to Nine

I’m still waiting.

He never came.

Waiting

The knots and sickening sinking feeling.

Never subsided

I feel it.

At Twenty to nine my heart stopped.

Aching to beat.

Dusted.

The chamber blackened.

It’s heavy.

Suffocating.

delicate

So delicate.

At twenty to nine;

The stench.

These walls.

Stained.

Burnt red.

Weep

Weeping.

Wept

I weep

And I can’t forget

At twenty to nine

I danced

At twenty to nine

I stopped

Twenty to nine

It was twenty to nine

Always twenty to nine

forever