Today I fucking saw (and sort of stalked) Fiona Shaw.
I didn't really stalk her. My sister and I are out walking around downtown and South Austin. We were on Congress and we crossed over Barton Springs. In front of us are these three people. One of them is a tall British lady. My sister says, "that lady's British." I, seeing just a tiny bit of her face, say "that's aunt Petunia." I didn't actually think it was her, but when she turned a little we were like "OH MY GOD!!!" I didn't talk to her cause I'm chicken. But were happened to be walking the same way. She was very close to us for a good twenty minutes, and was in our sight for about forty minutes. Hearing Fiona Shaw speak is the most amazing thing. Maybe it's just me because I have a thing for British actors, although she is actually Irish. We could hear a lot of what she was saying, speaking in that wonderful accent. I felt like I was listening to her rehearse lines. She talked briefly about Juilliard, and other stuff related to the arts. My thoughts are still kind of scrambled. In short, today I got to listen to a very relaxed and seemingly down to earth Fiona Shaw talk about the arts, travel and the art of acting with her accent at a very close range. By the way, she's beautiful up close. Her face is strange and beautiful. She's kinda skinny too. I snapped a few far away pictures. She's very talkative, as one would expect of an actor. Life is good.
In case you haven't figured it out, I love Fiona Shaw.
~RW
