{"id":127,"date":"2009-11-23T18:55:30","date_gmt":"2009-11-24T01:55:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.arts.ubc.ca\/wordpressmu\/theatre\/?p=127"},"modified":"2009-11-23T18:55:30","modified_gmt":"2009-11-24T01:55:30","slug":"on-performance%e2%80%9csecrets-that-whisper-in-the-blood","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/2009\/11\/23\/on-performance%e2%80%9csecrets-that-whisper-in-the-blood\/","title":{"rendered":"On Performance:\u201cSecrets that Whisper in the Blood&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--StartFragment--><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<p>As an <span lang=\"EN-CA\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.cchumphreys.com\">novelist<\/a><\/span><span lang=\"EN-CA\"> as well as an actor, I have always been fascinated by \u2018the secrets that whisper in the blood\u2019; by inheritance, what we have taken from those that have gone before us, our parents, grandparents, even further back. In our genes, of course, but also in how these people behaved, characteristics and even attitudes passed on that we have adopted, that rule some of our actions in ways we cannot tell.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span lang=\"EN-CA\">The theme reoccurs in my books&#8230; and it is one of the many reasons why the production of this play, \u2018<a href=\"http:\/\/www.theatre.ubc.ca\/master_builder\/index.shtml\">The Master Builder<\/a>\u2019 by <\/span><span lang=\"EN-CA\"><a href=\"http:\/\/ibsen.net\/index.gan?id=11129384&amp;subid=0\">Henrik Ibsen<\/a><\/span><span lang=\"EN-CA\"> has been such a fascinating journey. He was Norwegian, of course, wrote about his countrymen and women. And I am half Norwegian, have always felt viscerally connected to that land of fjords and myths. It features in a lot of my writing. But there is another connection of blood and legacy &#8211; my Grandparents, all of them, English and Norwegian, were actors too. And most of them played Ibsen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<figure id=\"attachment_134\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-134\" style=\"width: 550px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_7782e1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-134 \" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_7782e1.jpg\" alt=\"Tim Matheson\" width=\"550\" height=\"386\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_7782e1.jpg 2100w, https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_7782e1-300x211.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_7782e1-1024x720.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-134\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">L-R: Chris Humphries, Norman Young Photo Credit: Tim Matheson<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>I have a\u00a0framed photo of Betsy Jordal, my grandmother, on stage in a rather obscure Ibsen, \u2018Fru Inger\u2019. Also one of Karl Holter, my grandfather, playing the better known \u2018Peer Gynt\u2019. I brought both of them out to UBC, have them sitting there on my dressing table. It seemed appropriate, in the week that included November 2nd, \u2018the Day of the Dead\u2019 when people, especially in the Latin countries, visit with their Dead, for me to visit with mine.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<figure id=\"attachment_132\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-132\" style=\"width: 550px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_8212e2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-132 \" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_8212e2.jpg\" alt=\"Tim Matheson\" width=\"550\" height=\"366\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_8212e2.jpg 2100w, https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_8212e2-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/theatre\/files\/2009\/11\/master_8212e2-1024x682.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 550px) 100vw, 550px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-132\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Chris Humphreys, Photo Credit: Tim Matheson<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Karl, Betsy and Me. Eighty years apart, all playing \u2018title\u2019 roles\u2019, all wrestling both with acting choices and personal demons, in the psychological maelstrom that are the plays of Henrik Ibsen. I wonder what from their lives they brought to the roles. How, perhaps, consciously and unconsciously, they used <em>their<\/em> grandparents.\u00a0Wonder about the line that stretches back, the secrets hidden in time, held in blood.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span lang=\"EN-CA\">Somehow, they are up there with me, Karl and Betsy, under the lights, in ways I cannot fathom. I am glad of it &#8211; and just a little bit scared.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">Guest Post ~\u00a0C C Humphreys<\/p>\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As an novelist as well as an actor, I have always been fascinated by \u2018the secrets that whisper in the blood\u2019; by inheritance, what we have taken from those that have gone before us, our parents, grandparents, even further back. 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