108.

I'll steal you, Johanna,I'll steal you.  
Do they think that walls could hide you?
Even now, I'm at your window.
I am in the dark beside you,
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair!
I feel you, Johanna,And one day I'll steal you
!Til I'm with you then,I'm with you there,
Sweetly buried in your yellow hair!
~Anthony, Sweeney Todd

Johanna

Sweeney  Todd

Macey Mayfeild

107.

“When one woman strikes at the heart of another, she seldom misses, and the wound is invariably fatal.” 

~Pierre Choderlos de Laclos, Les Liaisons Dangereuses

Marquise de Merteuil

Les Liaisons Dangereuses

Annette Flores

106.

Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.

But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so.
He will not know what all but he do know.
And as he errs, doting on Hermia’s eyes,
So I, admiring of his qualities.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. 

~Helena

Helena

A Midsummer Night's Dream

Jenny Joslin

105.

"There is a willow grows aslant a brook, 

That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream; 

There with fantastic garlands did she come 

Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples 

That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, 

But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them: 

There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds 

Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke; 

When down her weedy trophies and herself 

Fell in the weeping brook. 

Her clothes spread wide; 

And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up: 

Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes; 

As one incapable of her own distress, 

Or like a creature native and indued 

Unto that element: but long it could not be 

Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, 

Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay 

To muddy death."

~ Gertude

Ophelia

Hamlet

Ruthie Fish

104.

"She felt that, insignificant as it had appeared that morning, the position she held in Society was dear to her, and that she would not have the strength to change it for the degraded position of a woman who had forsaken husband and child and formed a union with her lover; that, however much she tried, she could not become stronger than herself."
~ Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

Anna

Anna Karenina

Gwen  Albers

103.

There were done a seminar project.

102.

Years before, when she was twenty-one, she wrote in her diary: "Beauty is only to be admired, only to be loved--to be harvested carefully and then flung at a chosen lover like a gift of roses. It seems to me, so far as I can judge clearly at all, that my beauty should be used like that...."
~ Gloria

Gloria

The Beautiful and the Damned

Diana Diaz

98.

I noticed that her finger-nails were painted emerald green, a colour unfortunately chosen, for it called attention to her hands, which were much stained by cigarette smoking and as dirty as a little girl’s. She was dark….Her face was long and thin, powdered dead white. She had very large brown eyes which should have been darker, to match her hair and the pencil she used for her eyebrows 

~ Christopher Isherwood

Sally Bowles

Cabaret

Emily Vazquez

97.

“There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.”  

-  Elizabeth Bennet

Elizabeth Bennet

Pride and Prejudice

Alice Allemano   

       In this project, I am taking characters from novels and plays and photographing them as would if I were to make a film or play based on the text.  It is something that I have always done unconsciously and it gives me an excuse to photograph actors. I am playing with the question of--where does the actor end and the character begin? In these photos, I want to photograph the characters, in an attempt loose the actor to the character. 

96.

You cad, you dirty swine! I never cared for you, not once! I was always makin' a fool of ya! Ya bored me stiff; I hated ya! It made me SICK when I had to let ya kiss me. I only did it because ya begged me, ya hounded me and drove me crazy! And after ya kissed me, I always used to wipe my mouth! WIPE MY MOUTH!  

~ Mildred Rogers

Mildred Rogers [TEST SHOOT]

Of Human Bondage

Nell Power

       In this project, I am taking characters from novels and plays and photographing them as would if I were to make a film or play based on the text.  It is something that I have always done unconsciously and it gives me an excuse to photograph actors. I am playing with the question of--where does the actor end and the character begin? In these photos, I want to photograph the characters, in an attempt loose the actor to the character. 

93.

      This is the final installment for my seminar project. At this point, I feel as though I have perfected, or at least gotten much closer to, the method of photographing these people. Last time I did a project like this, I felt like I wanted to continue it and feel the same way with this one. It is not complete but it was a semester project and now it's over. I supposed there is no reason I should stop, I certainly do not HAVE to but, who is the audience? Where is the time?

91.

     This is another installment of images for seminar project. I have started looking at the people as characters. I have been only taking horizontal pictures so they look more like film stills Although that goes against the theatrical aspect, it goes along with my photographing them as characters. The light is theatrical in some and cinematic in some, either way, I love play with it.
     I especially love the the moment I caught from Jessica Chastain. I feel that it looks very cinematic in an old Hollywood way, as though her character was being yelled at by or saying goodbye to the man in the hat. And she looks beautiful - with her lipstick and curled hair - it's all quite perfect. I was lucky to get that one, I think. I do need to get images of the actors with their eyes up, but the sad look on her face works in the case, I think.
     They are crappy scans but I don't intend on spending the time until the final is due - I just did a quick scan of all of them.

90.

       Although I should have, I have not completely decided on a seminar project. Thus far, I have been going to mid town and photographing the people coming out of the theatres. For one, I love the feeling of coming out of show, it is like coming from some alternate world into the bright, dirty, New York reality. I love the people that get dressed up, I love the old people milling around each other, I love the congregations at the stage doors - the devout few waiting for a picture or an autograph. I love the cops containing the crowds to the side walks. I love the sleeping men in town cars, waiting for some performer to take home. I love shooting in the dark. The grainy, almost black images I get is what I see. Using only available light poses a big problem but there is something so romantic about the final product that I don't really care if I get two good images on one roll. It is a almost reminiscent of theatrical lighting, which, in this case, couldn't be more perfect.
    There is something I like very much about the theater: the fact that interaction is possible. I love that when you applaud, the performers hear you, they see you and you are REALLY seeing them. That is something I love about the stage door, ha, they're actually real people and they love to perform for you and you love it when they perform.  I have been playing around with the ads (the ads that I really hate, the design is quite tacky). I have been attempting to make it look as though the people are interacting with the people in the ads in sort of nod to that notion.