The Metamorphosis

I went with my friend Lucy to see a performance of Kafka's The Metamorphosis at the Sydney Theatre. I'd have to admit it was stragely funny at times, but Gregor and the set were AMAZING. Picture a downstairs set- normal, but upstairs is a bedroon we are actually looking at from the top...


The Whole set- imagine at the end Gregor hanging almost naked from these ribbons. It was intense, i basically cried..


It's hard to figure this one out, but he's actually on the roof there... our roof, but the set's wall. He was such an anazing climber! A professional rock climer i think.


This was his bed which had a sheet cut in the middle which allowed for some excellent climbing!

For those of you who don't know the short story, it's basically this man, Gregor Samsa who one day wakes up as a huge bug. His family become aware of it and while his parents are scared and horrified his sister Grete looks after him. However she soon is sick of it (and him) and 'forgets' to bring him food. Other things happen but in the end (of the play) he dies, and unfortunately for the viewer his family are indeed much better off, never seeming to remember- or at least show it- there was once a fully capable man who was leader of the household. It's horribly depressing, but that's what Kafka is all about really, and actually one of my favourite authors!


This is whati was wearing. Eugh, i'm terribly unphotogenic and my hair is shit, but i just wanted you to se the coat, it's fucking ace. I can't get over what a good find it was, cheap too (second hand of course) and i LOVE those flowers. Been getting very much into the orange lipstick lately. And a dark red/plum colour, but i have no photos of me in that at the moment...