“I said
to Frau Cosima that I could not see that the stage trappings at Bayreuth or anywhere else were anything
like the visions [Wagner's] music conjured up. And I think I remember her saying ‘And
what pictures do you see, Mr. Craig?’ And I described something like the wild
pampas of South America, the rushing of the wind, perhaps a prairie fire, and
so on. When I looked at Frau Wagner I could hardly see her face, because she
had turned the same colour as the table-cloth, into which she seemed to be
vanishing.”
— Edward Gordon Craig, Index to the Story of My Days
Published on October 26, 2013 08:14