I quote a particular quote from Eudora Welty’s ‘One Writer’s Beginning’ a lot — “and the word MOON fell into my mouth as those fed to me out of a silver spoon. Held in my mouth, the moon became a word. It had the roundness of a grape grandpa picked off the vine and gave me to suck out of its skin, in Ohio.”
This passage from Welty tells me HOW the word becomes flesh. When Peter O’Toole (yes again I am writing about Peter) recently was asked what he would tell young actor’s, he said, ‘voice’, that the young actors don’t study voice. Then he said that this is what acting is: ‘the word made flesh’. I was excited because I too quote this quote a lot, as well.
The word made flesh. How can we move words from the brain and the throat down into our being? Breathing!!!
