Reflections of a working writer and reader
I think society is one of the greatest impediments an artist can possibly have. When I was young and needed help, society wouldn't give it, because it had no confidence in what I was doing. But when, through my perseverance, society took an interest, then it wanted me not to do the next thing, but to repeat what I had done before. At every point society acts to keep you from doing what you have to do. John Cage
We were at the Young Vic yesterday to see Juliet Stevenson as Winnie in Samuel Beckett’s Happy Days. Buried up to her middle in act one, and up to her neck in act two, Winnie is involved in a relentless battle against solitude and silence.
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