So many masks, as many as there
are days in the week. There’s always
the “best face” we put on. Then,
the “blank stare” we give or get.
The “party” or “dressy”clothes
we wear to enjoy occasional
special activities like the theatre,
opera, symphony and fancy dinners out.
I like the idea of the costumes which
help set the mood and present a
pleasant appearance for even
ourselves to enjoy how we “feel.”
Restaurants care less and less
about “proper attire,” as long as
hats are taken off, shoes are worn.
I like the suggestion of suits and ties,
but what if someone has a simple
lifestyle~ should they have to
head to a thrift store and buy
such “finery” just to eat a
special, once in a lifetime meal?
Then, there are funerals where
some feel they must wear dark
or somber attire. So often there
are poems and stories of those
who “break the rules” and wish
to wear black to a wedding
rainbow tie dyed,
sheer magical and
Who are we to judge or place
limitations, as long as they aren’t
“streaking” in fully naked fun?
Which happened at the play I
was student director and at our
outdoor high school graduation
in 1974, repeated again, different
“streaker” at BGSU in 1978.
My Mom, as a high school teacher
and Dad, as part scientist,
laughed out loud.
My errant brothers
cheered and clapped,
while I sighed in relief:
Neither time was it my own creative,
break the rules, artist brother!
“All the world’s a stage, and all the
men and women merely players;
They have their exits and entrances;
and one man in his time plays many
parts, his acts being seven ages.”
William Shakespeare was born
April 23, 1564
April 23, 1616.
A rather short but
productive 52 years.
The stage is an artwork piece
created by my brother, Randy.
He actually did spend time
in set designs for
Bay Village, Ohio.
My favorite one was for,
I like the fact he has
Don Quixote de la Mancha
riding on his donkey, as
well as other metal pieces
located separately above
His stage. What do you like?