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cabin-13 · 4 years ago

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u said self indulgent nico hcs?? 👀👀

ajkdsjkkj when I say self-indulgent, it’s Self-Indulgent and i pretty much ignore richard’s canon / haven't reread the books from either series in a long time nor have i read toa but if ur really interested... (long post ahead, sorry!)

nb nico is top tier

goes by he/they pronouns

touristcore aesthetic that’s slowly encroaching into e-person territory

he’s The Blueprint

likes thorn from the hex girls (even the reboot ver.) but digs dusk’s look more

how is this related u may ask?

yeah, i answer

idc abt canon so he and drew are bitchy friends and drew rags on his appearance constantly while brushing his hair but throws in self-care tips btwn loving insults

nico: you know im not a boy right

drew: doesnt change the fact you look like a wet rat, sweetie <3

i will forever stand by reynico being (platonic) soulmates and im gonna b extra self-indulgent and say they were friends in previous lives too and that’s why they vibed w each other so well <3

speaking of previous lives, well.... heh..

(no but really, this hc is kinda embarassing but , if u want elaboration uhhhhhhhhhh)

i know nico only has like. a 5th grade education but i like to think he would be a good student ... if anything i think hades would at least homeschool him with the ghosts of (famous) teachers ??? he seems to be naturally curious and he’s kind of a smart ass (not in a mean way) in canon idk

polyglot nico! polyglot nico! polyglot nico!!!! he becomes the go-to translator at camp ( like he isn't already sjkjskjdk)

yes he would know asl. why? bc i said so and rick needs to include include some hoh/deaf characters within the greek/roman pantheon <3 (if there is, not counting hearthstone from mcga)

leo finds out abt nico knowing spanish bc he once snorted at a joke he said and now leo won’t stop telling him shit like “¿cuál es la fruta que más se ríe? .... la naranja, ja, ja, ja --”

ironically has the best hair at chb (rick once said the di angelos had silky hair in the titan’s curse i think + reyna said something abt his hair too in boo ?? i'll have to check...) once he cleans up and the aphrodite kids are seething

nico’s hair starting to gray at a young age is also an interesting concept ! i think tumblr user fuocogo drew something ft that and it stuck with me

really self indulgent but he’s roman at heart (maybe even Literally. i read somewhere that an italian fan said the di angelos fit the desc. of modern day romans better than venicians ?? if i find it, i’ll link it >>>)

i like to think his family are legacies of victoria seeing as he’s always one of the key pieces / an important informant for winning both wars ... plus his grandpa was a diplomat and uhhh idk where I was going w this ngl

speaking of family, I need to know if the di angelo bloodline no longer exists assuming maria was an only child and there was no mention of any other di angelos aside from her parents ..? i like the idea of nico finding out that he has more family tho !!

also I would love it if rick cleared up where and when he met maria pls and thank u <3

I MISS BABY NICO’S PERSONALITY SM ... which is why i propose that whenever one of his friend’s see his eyes sparkling and arms waving while he babbles abt whatever topic, they think it’s really cute !!!! like !! keep talking !!

he gets embarrassed when he sees his friends smiling at him but it kinda makes him a bit teary eyed bc it’s been so long since he was able to talk abt his interests without being shut down / forcing himself to keep quiet because he felt like he was being too childish/annoying

what im saying is that he should be able to act like a kid bc he is one !!!! he's 14 !!!!!

he either has the cutest laugh or the weirdest laugh and it strictly depends on who ur asking

i feel like he sneezes like a kitten...............he sneezes and everyone whips their head around to look at him and he’s never wanted to dig a hole and put himself in it more than now

i like the imagery of tinkling bells being associated with him so im gonna sayyy he would have a necklace with a little bell (something like this kinda ??) and yes, leo would’ve made it for him as a joke kinda but not really

valdangelo (either as a friendship or nah) is underrated

like ur telling me this kid has a metal dragon and builds the coolest things ever and nico doesn't even think it’s a little bit cool ?? nah. rr did them dirty.

the kids at camp love him and i won't take no for an answer

he brings out ye ol’ mythomagic figurines to explain/show them the monsters and gods of the greek pantheon

it’s a win-win situation bc he gets to babble abt his hyperfixation and the kids get to learn abt what they're gonna get into in a way that’s better than the camp orientation film (since nico’s literally the only one who’s seen it ((but i think the stolls wanted to check it out too ??)) )

they give him a “camp’s best counselor <3333” mug and he cries abt it to reyna and hazel

yes he’s wearing an unusual amount of friendship bracelets no he's not gonna take them off shut up

unfortunately im team short!nico bc i want 2 see him get engulfed by the hugs his sisters (yes this includes reyna) and friends give him !!!

he wears demonia platform sneakers / doc martens (and converse but that’s p much a given) thank you <3

piper/nico friendship ... I Need It

they borrow each other’s clothes constantly

leo and them clown on jason and jason is Suffering but he loves them all so it’s ok

piper could probably carry nico

nico stress bakes

yeah

he and clovis become good friends and hang out in the dream world and u know what, im gonna say they’re cuddle buddies too. clovis seems like he would give nice hugs !

im a sucker for nico having friends from different pantheons too !!! also becoming sort-of friends with gods/immortals of different pantheons !!

the underworld demigod discord gc is cursed; one moment they're all talking abt how they're pretty much fated to stay in the underworld while they're both living and after they die but the next moment someone says they want a hug and a chorus of “yeah...”’s follows.

nico was a momma’s boy most definitely

speaking of which, i like to think that while him and bianca looked like their dad and mom respectively, it would’ve switched when they got older ?? idk

autistic nico ..... rick make it canon and not btwn the lines......

idk how to explain this one bc it’s just Plain Weird but . i feel like . nico would like?? hang out under his bed ??? maybe i’ll draw a pic or something and edit this later sjjdjkddk

this is just me projecting but he hates looking at mirrors / seeing himself in photos bc the person he sees doesn't match the person he sees in his head ?? if that makes sense ??? like he doesn't look like the nico he used to be bc of how much his appearance changed ? idk

uhhh he sometimes hallucinates, esp when he was in tartarus and in the month after coming out of the jar

maybe i’ll elaborate on this later ..

i need more annabeth and nico friendship pls...... both of them like/liked percy and now he can't stop getting clowned

HOWEVER.... if I see one more “not his/my type” joke im going to delete my tumblr

speaking of which, i have a conspiracy theory abt Things, but i don't wanna get my ass sniped into next tuesday

introvert leo forcing himself to be the group comedian even though he’d much rather be with machines and extrovert nico who pushes ppl away so he doesn't get hurt but desiring the company of another type vibes. im not gonna elaborate.

his latest hyperfixation is pokemon and his favorite pokemon are gengar and skitty, but jirachi and mimikyuu are close seconds

has a crush on N Harmonia and a bunch of the male gym leaders no im not gonna elaborate

this isn't a hc but. rick u really gotta stop writing abt ppl automatically distrusting nico because of his appearance / godly parent (although some were kinda warranted based of their personal history even though nico still pulled through in the end) im getting tired of reading abt ppl wanting to like. hurt him or Actually hurting him for stuff he didn't have control of sjkjsjkdsjkdk (like wtf happened with frank when hazel got poisoned?? I thought frank actually liked nico ahjkjsjkf)

uhhhhh that’s p much it ?????? sorry for the long ass post .. maybe i’ll write abt him more if ppl really want me to...

#nico di angelo #pjo #please tell me to shut the fuck up #im mortified #null.txt

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trrriple-rrr · 6 years ago

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Of dreams coming true...or ...Pinter 5 and Anthony and Cleopatra.

Sometimes it really feels as if something in the universe is lining up to make your dreams come true all at once. That’s definitely how I felt when I read the news about Ralph being on stage from September to January in Anthony and Cleopatra and Rupert being on stage from December to January in Pinter 5. After seeing Richard “alive and breathing and acting his heart out” in The Crucible I just knew that whenever I’d get the chance to see Rupert and Ralph on stage I’d grab it with both hands. And after waiting over four years it happened! It definitely was one of these “Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?”- moments for me....

And then I knew it actually was real life as yes, Rupert and Ralph would be on stage around the same time and I’d get a chance to see them both without having to get time off work twice and without having to book two trips to London, but they were set to star in plays written by the two authors who really gave me some traumatic experiences in English class during my highschool days. If I had to name two of my least favourite authors you can bet that Shakespeare and Pinter would be on that list.

But I didn’t want to let this chance slip by and hey, even if the plays sucked, I’d still get to see Rupert Graves and Ralph Fiennes in person, doing “their thing” and that was good enough for me!

So I booked the flight to London and got the theatre tickets.

What follows now is my recap of the plays and seeing my beloved RRs. There probably will be some spoilers about them so if you don’t want to read them, maybe stop here.

Pinter at the Pinter - Pinter 5

On Thursday I went to see the matinee of Rupert’s play. I almost walked past the theatre as it seems a bit hidden. But it is quite lovely from the inside and there were many people there to see the play. It was nearly sold out and I was sitting in the very last row on the balcony. It was a nice view from up there and there were some free seats up there so I changed my seat before the play began.

I felt as if my heart was about to jump out of my throat as it was about to begin and it felt as if there wasn’t any time to get ready. You just get pushed right into the first of three Pinter plays shown.

Up first was “The Room”. Like the name suggests it’s set in a one room apartment, revolving around a married couple. Rupert plays the husband who does not say a single word in the first half of the play. (Which immediately brought me back to English class and Pinter’s “A Slight Ache” in which he uses the same rhethorical device. I can still hear my teacher’s words: “If you want to really get to know someone just be quiet with them. People can’t stand the silence and will just talk and talk and give away more about their life and character then they ever wanted.” Exeperiences certainly have proofed him right.) Rupert being all silent on stage was fantastic and disappointing at the same time for me. It was great because you could see just how much he’s able to portray with a simple glance or gesture and it just gave me time to study his face (I love the stubble so much) and his movements. When he gets up and walks I had a mayor “Oh wow. It’s really him!” moment. But I was also diappointed as everything in me just longed to hear his voice. When he did speak I just wanted to close my eyes and listen but I also didn’t want to miss anything in the play. A very fantastic moment of the first half of the play was also when Rupert’s character lies down on the bed, his back to the audience and he’s wearing trousers that really nicely show off his bottom. So if you plan on going to see it, I can highly recommend sitting on the left side of the theatre. When Rupert did speak his voice sounded a bit hoarse and lower than I thought it would. But it only gave him an even rougher and sexier quality which I loved. You could tell that he’s been on stage for a few weeks already.

Despite my reservations against Pinter, I got sucked into the story which left me with more questions than answers though - but that’s just Pinter’s thing, I think. The ending is really surprising. There was a little boy sitting in my row, about 8 years old maybe, and he was so shocked and scared that he started crying and his mother left with him, which distracted me but what I saw of Rupert was just... crazy good acting that left a lot of people speechless.

Then came the intermission and the chance to stretch my legs as there really wasn’t any leg room on the balcony.

The second play and third play they showed were much more to my liking. Rupert has got a part in all three plays but all actors involved are amazing. Jane Horrocks especially.

The second play was “Victoria Station”. There was only Rupert as a cab driver (again sitting on the left side of the stage) and Colin McFarlane as a dispatcher on screen. There isn’t a lot of movement and the story is mostly portrayed through the actor’s faces and voices. The story was short but it had everything in it. So many feelings you could connect to. Love, fear, anger, loneliness, longing and an underlying sense of suspence and the threat of something sinister going on. It was also hilarious. It made me think of Criminal Minds (which I love) and I kept thinking that the play would be a fantastic set up for an episode. The kind of CM episode that never really leaves you, that you dream about and still think about years later for some reason and it stirred your darker side or your fears and it’s just there just waiting to pop up every now and again. I just feel that this play will do this to me in years to come.

The third play was “Family Voices”. Rupert has got a smaller part in this with Jane Horrocks and Luke Thallon being the two main characters. Again it’s a play that leaves you with more questions than answers and leaves a lot to the imagination of the viewer. It was acted brilliantly and made fantastic use of the minimalistic stage setting. This one really left me with a feeling of heart break and loneliness and the urge to just call my mother and hear her voice. It just totally won me over to the “Hey, I think I misjudged Pinter”- side and it’s all thanks to the actors’ portrayal of the plays. The applause was so very well deserved and I think everyone who saw the plays will think about them for a long time.

After the plays I braved Stage Door. There was a small barrier put up which made me wonder what has happened as I asked @gravesdiggers about it before and she said there wouldn’t be one. On the other hand I was kind of glad there was one as it just felt....safer?! I don’t know. There were about ten to twelve people waiting. I was eighth in line or so and where I was standing there wasn’t any barrier. So I queued up and waited patiently (nervously and excitedly mostly though). Jane Horrocks is just a very nice woman and took her time to chat with people and sign their posters and stuff, she’s also quite beautiful. Rupert came out last, wearing comfy clothes, his wooly hat, trainers. A bonbon in his mouth (probably against the sore throat). He was really nice and took his time to take pictures. Hearing his voice up close was just even more amazing. I wasn’t nervous at all anymore when he was standing in front of me suddenly. Maybe because someone in line before me made him smile and laugh (which made me realise he didn’t do that during the plays so I even more happy to see it now) and to just hear his surprised, loud “Ha!” laugh I heard him do often before in interviews or on tv just really made my heart beat faster and gave me the “Oh my God. It’s Rupert Graves!” feeling that made my knees feel a bit weak.

I just asked him to sign my ticket which he did glady after calling my pen weird and then taking it back when he saw it had “Peter Rabbit” on it (Come on, Rupert, Peter Rabbit is cute!). I didn’t ask for a photo as I suck at taking selfies and there were some people left in line after me. It was just nice to see him up close and to breathe him in (he smelled of a sharp and spicy bodyspray (after-shave?!) and I just felt like floating when I left to just explore the city. Stopping every once in a while to squeal inwardly and still thinking about the plays a lot.

Anthony and Cleopatra

Friday came around and with it the excitement of seeing Ralph in Anthony and Cleopatra at the National Theatre in the evening. I distracted myself with some sight-seeing throughout the day but the later it got the more nervous I was getting.

There were even more people at the NT and I was sitting very close to the stage. Not in first row which was sold out when I got the ticket but still close enough to hear Ralph’s knee creak when he knelt down on stage and to hear the crack of the blood capsule at the end. And after seeing a lot of spit flying around and seeing how low the first row was I am glad I didn’t sit there, to be honest. XD

And then it was time to deal with Shakespeare. My other English class nemesis. I don’t know what it’s about Shakespearian English that makes it turn to white noise in my head whenever I hear it. Reading is okay but just hearing it is really difficult. I didn’t have time to read the play beforehand so I was fearing the worst really.

But I had read @herbaminor‘s review of the play before and they wrote that even though it is a really long play (3 h 10 min) they didn’t look at their watch once so I was feeling hopeful I wouldn’t either.

And I didn’t! Not once! I was sucked into the story immediately which starts by showing the ending of the play and then rewinding time to show how it all played out to reach that point. I guess it’s not a spoiler to say that Cleopatra and Anthony commit suicide/die at the ending, right?!

The stage design is very minimalistic again which was just perfect for the actors to fill the stage with their characters and personalities. Every single one of them was amazing and all pulled their weight to make it a spectacular play. Knowing that Ralph and Sophie won the Evening Standard Theatre Award for their performances really gave me hope it would be a great play and more.

I didn’t understand every word they said (especially Agrippa - who is genderswapped in this production. I didn’t get what her part/plan was at all) but I understood enough to follow the story and to really enjoy the play. It was quite funny for a tragedy and I just got the feeling I’m getting the full Ralph Fiennes’ package. He’s the lover, the politician, the action-hero, the singer and dancer, tragedy personified. He’s really giving it his all in this play.

He first came on stage tumbling around with an open shirt, a tattoo on his chest (which they moved from his stomach (as seen on the promp pic) to rest above his heart), bare feet and painted toenails (black!). I instantly felt all hort and bothered especially since he was standing right in front of me A LOT and I just stared at his chest hair and belly button and fought the urge to sit on my hands to keep myself from reaching out. It’s just.... a lot of food for the imagination when you see him like this in front of you, or caressing Cleopatra’s thighs.

Sophie Okenodo is just stunning. From her costumes, to her hair to her acting. She’s all in and you just have to look at her. Even when she’s snotty from crying. She’s amazing and I totally fell in love with her. Put her together with Ralph and they are just mind-blowing.

I wasn’t bored for one second during the play. After it had gone for maybe 15 minutes or so a phone went off near me, getting a text alert, Ralph heard it on stage as there was some glaring in my general direction and I can only hope my attempt at sending a thelepathic “Wasn’t me! Not me!” - message worked!

I just loved the music and the lighting and it all worked together to make it a fantastic play that kind of made me forget that it’s Shakespeare I’m listening to right now. They combined modern costumes with a modern setting (showing their enemies as a presentation on screens/from an usb stick). But it didn’t seem to clash at all for some reason.

Ralph sings in this play and he does so amazingly well. You could tell when he was talking that he has been on stage for a while too. His voice was hoarse too and sounded differently than it usually does. Only when he spoke in his low tones you could hear the velvety quality in it which really sends shivers down your spine. He dances too and you really get immediate “A Bigger Splash” flashbacks and it’s just fun to watch and he just seems to be in it and not embarrassed at all to just go for it.

I think my favourite “I’m about to melt into a puddle” moment was, when Anthony gets dresses himself to get ready for a political meeting and he’s putting on his uniform (there is another scene in which he gets dressed in uniform to go to war which also is.... sjdhgjsla) and he is standing there with this determined experession on his face and then he put on these brown leather glove all the while standing right in front of me that really made me forget to breathe for about five minutes, I think.

And then there is the scene right before the intermission. Cleopatra is standing on the moving part of the stage and Anthony is standing on the non-moving part, closer to the audience and she moves past him, reaching out for him with her hand and he does the same and then just grabs her and pulls her to him and kisses her...that was the moment I knew I had to get a cold drink during intermission!

I loved how much care they took on the details like Anthony wearing a wedding ring after getting married to Ceasar’s sister Octavia which he sneakily takes off and puts onto the nightstand before he travels back to Egypt. And the story they tell with the character’s shoes. Anthony going from bare-foot (and painted toe nails!) to wearing loafers without socks, loafers with socks and combat boots to Cleopatra’s Women wearing fashionable open-toed high heels to flats to bare feet. It just seemed to support the story and all the action going on.

And I just cared for so many characters. My heart ached for Anthony and Cleopatra but it really broke at Eros’ ending and the shocked/sad gasp of the audience told me I’m not the only one feeling that way.

It was also amazing when Cleopatra pulls a real live snake out of the fig basket to commit suice with an asps bite. I loved it but the woman sitting next to me nearly had a melt-down at the sight of the snake. Even though it was a small-ish not poisonous kingsnake.

After the play I hurried to get out of the theatre to go to the stage door but I really shouldn’t have bothered. It took a long time till Ralph came out. Again there were about ten people waiting for him and there was no queue, no barrier nothing. I was really super nervous and a bit intimidated in that moment. Ralph took his time coming out, even after you could already see him. It made me laugh as I’d probably do the same if I were him. But he did came out and he wasn’t intimidating to talk to at all. He was very nice and signed people’s books and tickets and leaflets (even if you could tell they hadn’t been to see the play).

After my Rupert situation the day before I gave him the second pen I had in my jacket to sign my ticket. Sadly it didn’t write very well which Ralph mentioned as well and tried to make his signature as legible as possible. I just told him I’m sorry about the pen and thanked him for the autograph before I went back to the hotel feeling happy and on Cloud 9.

It was an amazing two days in London and seeing Rupert and Ralph on stage really was a dream come true. They are such great actors and meeting them in person afterwards was just the most delicious cherry on top.

And with that I will end this long post before I remember to add all the things I forgot to write about. :)

#personal #rupert #ralph #my blog and me

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francesannartist · 7 years ago

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Thinking Through Practice, New Ways to Record Learning

“I have a practice where I don’t have to speak.” Gaffney (2017) I never broke it down like that before, but I too have an art practice where I don’t speak and a teaching practice where I do a great deal of talking, discussing, reviewing, debating and counselling, non-verbal – all visual art practice, speaking and listening teaching practice. Gaffney has a point, as practicing artists and designers we sit dead silent, making, painting, drawing, designing. We don’t speak.

As Emin said in her BBC Arts video, What Do Artists Do All Day? Emin, is loath to break off from practical work to talk to accountants, “sometimes I get up in the morning and think, “I really want to paint today” and then I remember I have meeting with the accountants and it’s really important but also really dry…and it’s the last thing I want to do, it’s almost like it’s killing me, physically killing me because I want to be doing this.” [Gestures to paints, brushes, canvases and the studio.] The outside world of bills, keeping house and cooking is a juggernaut of interruption through our head space, whichever practice we engage in as our career. Making art is a solitary business, and there is a great deal of interior dialogue, a great deal of decision making, good and bad judgement making, in my head as I make.

Gaffney (2017) ameliorates Emin’s extreme view by saying, ‘Writing stops work but polishes thinking’ acknowledging that a life unexamined is no life at all, be it art or teaching. As this thesis is at pains to point out, praxis can be defined, reflected upon and captured in so many ways, not just the strict academic and scientific rules of measurement, metrics and provability. It is achieved in much more subtle ways; hairdressers may verbally analyse and make critical judgements of their last cut, which in FE we would call a peer review using speaking and listening. Mechanics working in pairs may collaborate, diagnosing and recommending solutions to complex mechanical problems, which Feilding et al (2005) and Gregson, Spedding, Nixon and Kearney, (2013) would call collaborative working and Joint Practice Development. As artists we have solitary making time but to balance it may have group crits, group shows, salon gatherings, where we discus, argue, passionately hold forth about our work, receiving comments, advice and manifestos (sometimes) from colleagues. This may also take place online. Artemis will often post paintings he has done on Facebook and Instagram actively asking to engage that community of inquiry out there, all the fellow artists and interested bystanders who will thoughtfully and pithily reply. Thinking through practice happens all around us, we just have to have eyes to see it, and hearts to comprehend the multiplicity of embodied practice. Academia does not have the high ground, it just has one privileged perspective, which rests among a range of views, strategies and theories all of which have something to teach me about being a teacher, a collaborator and a member of the community of inquiry, with my students, with my colleagues, at my University, open to learn and to change.

Emin, T., (2015) - What Do Artists Do All Day? BBC Arts video, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZBkxqNJC9g accessed 26 February 2018.

Fielding, M., et al (2005) Factors Influencing the Transfer of Good Practice. Sussex: University of Sussex.

Gregson, M., Nixon. L., Spedding, T., and Kearney, S., (2013) Unlocking Improvement in Teaching and Learning: a leaders guide to joint practice development in the FE System. Coventry:LSIS

Gaffney, S. (2017) The Sickness of Being Disallowed: Premonition and Insight in the ‘Artist’s Sketchbook’, Oxford Artistic and Practice Based Research Platform, Issue 2 October 2017 http://www.oarplatform.com/sickness-disallowed-premonition-insight-artists-sketchbook/ accessed 11 march 2018

Baggini, J., (2005) Wisdom’s Folly, The Guardian newspaper, https://www.theguardian.com/theguardian/2005/may/12/features11.g24, accessed 3 March 2018.

Mortimer, J., (2013), Joint Practice Development a different approach to CPD?

file:///C:/Users/staff/Documents/Documents/MPhil%20suncett%20LSIS%202017%202018/books%20and%20notes%20on%20books/Jamie%20Mortimer%20-%20Research%20Report.pdf research excellence gateway, accessed 26 February 2018.

Image: the Memory of your Touch Tracey Emin 2017.

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