A truly beautiful memoir by Elizabeth Alexander. The book details not only the death of her husband but the Love and the life the two shared and created. I turned the pages smiling and crying simultaneously. And not just a teardrop or two, it was a full on ugly cry while saying to myself “This is so beautiful.” The book is so rich and full that it touches the soul. As a poetess Alexander was able to speak to the artist sensibilities as well. One of the many takeaways from the book is the following: “Yet I feed on memory, need it to make poems, the art is made of the stuff I have: my life and the world around me.”
As an actor art is made of our experiences either real or imagined. In the passage Alexander was referring to her holding onto the memory of her husband Ficre while continuing to live her life.
In the context of art this quote speaks to me as an actor. My art is made of my experiences either real or imagined. My art “is made of the stuff I have.” I pour myself into my art. The work that is birthed is a piece, a representation of me. Through my art I am able to speak human experiences. Really good art requires a person to dig into themselves and discover the world around them. Great art, in my opinion, is not superficial. To the contrary it speaks to the soul.
And with “The Light of the World” Alexander used her art to speak to the human spirit.
So much goodness in this book. The beauty of love. The richness of life. I am grateful to Alexander for so vulnerable and open to share her human experience to create a beautiful piece of art that honors the legacy of her late husband.