At Baseless Fabric, I wrestle with the media I’ve encountered lately that I can’t get out of my head.
Movies, television, novels, essays, songs, poems, religious texts, tweets…it’s all up for grabs.
The title comes from a speech in Shakespeare’s The Tempest, where Prospero might be talking about enchantment, or entertainment, or the human experience generally.
I’m really into Shakespeare – I’ve got a Masters in it, and studied it through an intensive college performance program for two summers in Winedale, Texas – so that will pop up from time to time.
Other foundational texts in my life include: The Lord of the Rings, Lost, the Vlogbrothers YouTube channel, Les Miserables, the website The Toast, Sense & Sensibility, the Bible, You’ve Got Mail, Tiny Beautiful Things, the comedy specials of John Mulaney, Company, Rebecca and the poems of Mary Oliver.
I grew up in Texas, and I moved to London in my mid-twenties, where I’ve lived for almost five years. I love the city but I miss the big skies.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
The Tempest, IV.i.146-158
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air,
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit shall dissolve,
And like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
Baseless Fabric 