An Actor Prepares

Actors are beautiful beings. They inhabit the vapour as they submit themselves to the flames of someone else's ideas, words and pain. Hammered on the anvil, into shapes unknown, they emerge from the fires resplendent like steel and transparent as ice. The steel cuts through to the depths of our consciousness and the ice melts away deep inside us reminding us of that one familiar touch, that one fleeting moment which glued itself to some mirror somewhere in our memory.