picasso ideal

[the beginning to a play i wrote a while back]

A PICASSO IDEAL

Characters
ELLE- Awkwardly mysterious, but genuine heart. She reads to keep time from scaring her. There are no clocks or watches in her room, and she avoids the sight of them in public. She’s smart but all her intelligence is not invested in school. Most of her life is spent on the subway on the way to Rockaway Beach, and her nights are dedicated to the music life of New York. Music, it’s the only thing that makes her smile. She knows most everyone of New York’s underground music revolution, although she most of the time goes unnoticed by them. Her eyes hide strength in them, but her delicate hands give away her fragileness.

COLE- Nervously chaotic, but not in a purposely destructive manner. He lugs around his life in an old beat-up army messenger bag. In his right back pocket he always carries a book whether it be poetry or a novel from Bukowski to Hardy everything except the stupidity of Jane Austen. Once a year his black converses look new, but come December they have holes, that’s where he ends up storing his paper fortunes when he finishes a Chinese fortune cookie. His voice harsh but its deep nature attracts you. He’s the guy with whom you lock yourself in a closet with and listen to Bob Dylan while you share a bucket of ice cream.

SETTING- New York City dock on Little West 12th street. Black sky, time is around 2AM. No snow, but cold. Lighted factory buildings and houses seen across the water, its New Jersey. Dock it relatively abandoned, except for the occasional boats but for it being New York City it’s relatively calm.


[to be continued]