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Sonnet 130 By William Shakespeare
\nInterpreted by Ka’imilani Aiona
\nOriginal sonnet by William Shakespeare
\nTranslated sonnet by Ka’imilani Aiona<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/strong>Sonnet 130<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/strong>My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Translation<\/strong><\/p>\n My lover’s eyes don’t sparkle Transcript<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/strong>0:00-0:05- Piano music. Screen reads “Sonnet One Hundred and Thirty, William Shakespeare | Ka’imilani Aiona”<\/p>\n 0:04-0:53- Pencil drawing of a woman’s face in fast motion. Reading of original sonnet. Piano music playing in background.<\/p>\n 0:53-1:35- Pencil drawing of woman’s face being drawn over with sharpie. Reading of translated sonnet. Piano music continues.<\/p>\n 1:37-2:09- Music continues<\/p>\n 1:42- Portrait of woman is moved over and clean sheet of paper revealed.<\/p>\n 1:43-1:56-Drawing a stick figure boy with thinking bubbles toward the portrait of the woman. Hearts and a rainbow are drawn around him. Fast motion<\/p>\n 1:56- Portrait of woman is pushed out of the frame, leaving the drawing of the boy.<\/p>\n 1:56-2:04- Drawing of stick figure girl next to stick figure boy. In fast motion as well. Hearts are drawn around her.<\/p>\n 2:04- Big heart drawn around the couple.<\/p>\n 2:05- Screen shrinks to black.<\/p>\n 2:06-2:09- Credits.<\/p>\n Citations<\/strong><\/p>\n Song: “Breathe Me” by Sia [youtube]http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=nj5A67nY_6g&feature=plcp[\/youtube] Sonnet 130 By William Shakespeare Interpreted by Ka’imilani Aiona Original sonnet by William Shakespeare Translated sonnet by Ka’imilani Aiona \u00a0Sonnet 130 My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If … Continue reading
\nCoral is far more red than her lips’ red;
\nIf snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
\nIf hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
\nI have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
\nBut no such roses see I in her cheeks;
\nAnd in some perfumes is there more delight
\nThan in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
\nI love to hear her speak, yet well I know
\nThat music hath a far more pleasing sound;
\nI grant I never saw a goddess go;
\nMy mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
\nAnd yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
\nAs any she belied with false compare.<\/p>\n
\nHer lips are dull and boring
\nHer skin is just as dull
\nHer hair is boring
\nIt is nothing shiny or gorgeous
\nI’ve seen roses, but her cheeks are not that color
\nAnd any other smell is much more pleasant than hers.
\nI like her voice, but I know music is much more pleasing
\nI’ve never seen a goddess walk, but my lover is far from it
\nAnd yet I think my love as rare
\nAs any woman who has not been ridiculously compared to such beautiful things.<\/p>\n
\nSonnet by William Shakespeare
\nTranslated sonnet by Ka’imilani Aiona
\nDrawing by Ka’imilani Aiona
\nVideo Editing by Ka’imilani Aiona
\nInspired by “Stolen Fairytale” by Ashley Martinez
\nStolen Fairytale<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"