Week 2 of Alice Barnsdale’s Shakespeare in Fez moment featuring Fassi artisans who personify life and create drama before our eyes, possibly without them even knowing.
Because all the medina’s a stage.
Lights On. Macbeth:
Whence is that knocking?
How is’t with me, when every noise appalls me?
What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes.
Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas incarnadine,
Making the green one red.
Macbeth. William Shakespeare.
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