I thought it was worth noting some key terms Natasha kept returning to in order to set the mood as we embark on this new translation. I wrote it in a poem form so it's visually pleasing. Note: do not be tricked, it's not a poem.
Elegant
Simple
Eastern fusion
Visually engrossing, in a contained atmosphere
Earth tones, but not dirty
Bones and dust
Internal rot
Decay
When I asked Natasha, why Oedipus?
Grand operatic themes. Somehow through thousands of years this thing remains shocking – we need to put our stamp on it
Most vivid imagery from our talk:
Old shepard – "decrepit in fruit box on wheels"
