Antonio
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Hello everyone! This is my script for my Theater Arts 2 final, where I have to portray Vincent Van Gogh in a monologue. That's half of the project, the monologue. I wrote this script and I just want opinion of it. It's not suppose to be spectacular but it has to do. Opinions!?
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Starry Night
Van Gogh is sitting at the table, reading a letter from his brother.)
Van: ?I clearly sense what preoccupies you in the new canvases like the village in the moonlight? but I feel that the search for style takes away the real sentiment of things?...Bleh! Not even my own blood appreciate my works! (tears up letter) Thinking my painting ?pushed the style too far at the expense of true emotive substance?. It?s not like you can do much in an asylum?.right??.I called it Starry Night. You get why it?s called that. Starry...night? Yes, that?s it! Anywho, I was put in this asylum due to a mental breakdown that left my ear mutilated. It was me who mutilated my ear, of course! That?s why I admitted myself here.
(Gets up and head towards the easel)
Van: ?This morning I saw the countryside from my window a long time before sunrise, with nothing but the morning star, which looked very big,?. That what I told my brother, Theo. Remember, the one who wasn?t so fond of this painting.
(Grabs paintbrush and started painting)
Van: I painted the painting during the day. Yes! No, no, no, the painting is based off of memory and imagination. I was experimenting with a style inspired by medieval woodcuts that consist of thick outlines and simplified forms. Plus, this wasn?t my first attempt at painting Starry Night. A year back, I visited Arles, France and I was obsessed with capturing the lights of the night sky. I called it, Starry Night Over The Rhone. Wonderful name, right?
(Stops paintings and look outside the window)
Van: "Through the iron-barred window. I can see an enclosed square of wheat ... above which, in the morning, I watch the sun rise in all its glory.". (Goes back painting) Despite the barred windows, I was able to do quite a lot.
(Finishes painting, Takes painting and put it on table for audience to see).
Van: In my entire lifetime, how did I get to the point in life where i have admitted my myself into an Asylum? Was it my depressing childhood when I had to get a job at such a young age? No, it must been my art, has to be..
(Stares at art for a moment).
Van: No, it?s not the art. The art is beautiful, don?t you see? The art is perfect despite it being a failure of mine. As I told Theo, "All in all the only things I consider a little good in it are the Wheatfield, the Mountain, the Orchard, the Olive trees with the blue hills and the Portrait and the Entrance to the quarry, and the rest says nothing to me." Failure or not, the painting is still beautiful.
(Pauses for a moment, turn towards audience)
Van: ?If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.? (Pause) Who am I talking too? There?s no one here but me and my paintings.
(Exits off stage)
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Starry Night
Van Gogh is sitting at the table, reading a letter from his brother.)
Van: ?I clearly sense what preoccupies you in the new canvases like the village in the moonlight? but I feel that the search for style takes away the real sentiment of things?...Bleh! Not even my own blood appreciate my works! (tears up letter) Thinking my painting ?pushed the style too far at the expense of true emotive substance?. It?s not like you can do much in an asylum?.right??.I called it Starry Night. You get why it?s called that. Starry...night? Yes, that?s it! Anywho, I was put in this asylum due to a mental breakdown that left my ear mutilated. It was me who mutilated my ear, of course! That?s why I admitted myself here.
(Gets up and head towards the easel)
Van: ?This morning I saw the countryside from my window a long time before sunrise, with nothing but the morning star, which looked very big,?. That what I told my brother, Theo. Remember, the one who wasn?t so fond of this painting.
(Grabs paintbrush and started painting)
Van: I painted the painting during the day. Yes! No, no, no, the painting is based off of memory and imagination. I was experimenting with a style inspired by medieval woodcuts that consist of thick outlines and simplified forms. Plus, this wasn?t my first attempt at painting Starry Night. A year back, I visited Arles, France and I was obsessed with capturing the lights of the night sky. I called it, Starry Night Over The Rhone. Wonderful name, right?
(Stops paintings and look outside the window)
Van: "Through the iron-barred window. I can see an enclosed square of wheat ... above which, in the morning, I watch the sun rise in all its glory.". (Goes back painting) Despite the barred windows, I was able to do quite a lot.
(Finishes painting, Takes painting and put it on table for audience to see).
Van: In my entire lifetime, how did I get to the point in life where i have admitted my myself into an Asylum? Was it my depressing childhood when I had to get a job at such a young age? No, it must been my art, has to be..
(Stares at art for a moment).
Van: No, it?s not the art. The art is beautiful, don?t you see? The art is perfect despite it being a failure of mine. As I told Theo, "All in all the only things I consider a little good in it are the Wheatfield, the Mountain, the Orchard, the Olive trees with the blue hills and the Portrait and the Entrance to the quarry, and the rest says nothing to me." Failure or not, the painting is still beautiful.
(Pauses for a moment, turn towards audience)
Van: ?If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.? (Pause) Who am I talking too? There?s no one here but me and my paintings.
(Exits off stage)
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