University of North Alabama - Diorama Yearbook (Florence, AL)

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' O brave new world that hath such people irCtV It is my favorite line from The Tempest. shley Miles, who, as Miranda, had to say those nine stage detested them. During early rehearsals aid the line. She Irector, to cut the al 14 her ieub Biblinf; Mkippinj rt to famous lines in all of Sh Re areJAsh ey still a dumb thing to say. Later, during the run of the ' Mmp i;st. wings, in the darkness behind the top around my waist, a haijd piJ|)pet onWnA ' U detestable tights clinging to Ashley speak those nine word WWWnay hi ing them but her delivery never betrayed her distaste. No matter how many times I heard the young Miranda marvel at the new people suddenly surrounding her, 1 would always stop hiking up my tights, adjusting my halter or playing with my puppet. I heard the nine words and 1 would think about how Shakespeare, for all of the reasons to hate him, always manages to seduce evenfms ifcost g if Whpp vphe n ient Retractors. imt line mo5 ' III tl lalt arr ikespes ' t ml secc Sigam- ay rt ' on6 lis rrted ircl because Shal myself as st marl :es piMrti iv lay myseTl wolild [akespekre bul of 4 tigl [spiabJt w{ lani SOI ThaWlHi ar ol fg speare elicits feelings of inadequacy in armer. Shakespeare gives words to what

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am a pinBatt ... As I approach the enormous pinball machine that is the Gulllot University Center I prepare myself mentally for the jolting journey ahead. It is lunchtime hunger that propels me as I trek e A rLock Hot University Center. n building. It matters th of obstacles lies te. oal: a. deliciously from high atop ping into the up the front steps of also known as the stud not that a veritable between me and mj lti delectable Miss Si ' a The twelve j - ' r Lock i ' n Bibb Graves, machine. Pingl 1 weave my way in, out, around the clusters of students standing just outside the front doors. Ding! — I bounce off after saying hello to a friend and — Ding! Ding! Ping! — IVe made it into the lobby. Ding, ding, ding, ding ... im forced to pause for a moment as I wait in line at the ATM before rolling on through into the seething lunch crowd. Suddenly the wonderful aroma of coffee wafts unto me and — Ping! — I make contact with the guys at the Wired Lion Coffee Bar for a hot, frothy cappuccino. I can see my destination now, but — Ding, Ding, Ping! — Vm bounced from table to table as I ' m regaled with free T-shirt offers and campus orga- nizations seeking to distribute information and col- lect donations. Just as I ' m about to reach my goal, 50 or so other pinballs crowd around the deli and I ' m forced to stave off my hunger just a little longer. Ping, Ding, Ding! 1 travel on around the corner for an encounter with my campus mailbox where — Pi g, Ping! — again I take pause for concentration as I struggle through hunger pangs to remember the combination. I gather my mail and find my way back through the multitude of other hungry-hollow pinballs, ping- dinging against every obstacle along the way, and finally after my exhausting journey I am rewarded with a satisfying ham swiss creation from the tal- ented hands of UNA ' s very own sandwich lady, Ms. Sissy Balentine. Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding ... — Tanjie Nash GOOD TO THE LAST DROP. John is always on hand to soothe students ' caffeine cravings at the Wired Lion Coffee Bar. 13

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lit ' , lor most people, inexpressible ideas and emotions. Accurately conveying the inexpressible is, to be honest, a bitch. When young Miranda exclaims, O brave new world that hath such people in ' t she is expressing wonder at the beauty of humanity. A girl of fifteen. Miranda has never seen another person except her father. I ' rospero. She is for all practical purposes an articulate infant see- ing other individuals for the first time. As I, plpying Trinculo, waited for my final entrance, 1 would hear the line and try to imagine what 1 possibly could have thought when setting eyes upon the doctors and nurses, and upon my mother and father, for the first time. As a baby 1 had no words to describe my awe and curiosity but Shakespeare, through Miranda, is able to bring those words to the world. While the audience sees despots, assassins and cronies, Miranda only sees diversity, beauty and complex- ity. As Trinculo, the jester who might have murdered Prospero had I not gotten drunk on salvaged wine. I came onto the stage shortly after Miranda ' s glorious expression of the inexpressible. 1 was dressed in clothes stolen from F ' rospero — a turban, a tunic and an anachronistic sequined bra, which made me wonder to myself what kind of secret life the exiled Duke of Milan had been leading during his twelve years on the deserted island — and 1 would echo Miranda ' s words with my own. If these [meaning eyes ' ) be tnie spies which I wear in my head, here ' s a goodly sight! I would say, casting wide eyes around at members of King Alonso ' s court. My line was not as poetic nor as expressive as Miranda ' s line. It is also a good deal longer than Miranda ' s nine words. For all of Shakespeare ' s obscurities, which along with the tights and the dated jokes makes him feared by most audiences, he seduces through his simplicity. It is the simple lines that give words to the inexpressible and it is the wonder of humanity, not just Miranda ' s wonder but Shakespeare ' s wonder, which keeps me coming back to acting again and again. It is his wonder that keeps audi- ences and readers interested even when they haven ' t the foggiest idea what is going on. — Marc Mitchell i m ■iVi ' -. .NOT THAT LINE AGAIN! Ashley IVIiles as Miranda {opposite keeps her distaste well hidden. OFF TO BE THE WIZARD, gteven Gross as Prospero works his magic. MAYBE IT WASNT THAT BAD. -phe frustrations of working in a Shakespearean play pay off after all for the cast of T v Tempest (bottom photo). Row 1 Russell T Ware, Serena Hill, Amanda Wagoner; Row 2: Melissa Brasweli. Chnstina Heline, Myra Webb, Anne White, Sara Black, Heather Barber, Ashley Miles, Knssy Warren, B.D, Peace, Anne Brooks, Rod Jones, Amber Joly. Kimberly Fuller, Collin Martin; Row 3; Daniel W. Wright, Mark Hampton, Michael Jacob, Steven Gross, John Brackin, Daniel Hopkin; Row 4; Bnan Davis, Rick Richey, Samuel Gross. Marc Mitchell. I •¥ ¥. i.. i