Feeling a bit crazy right now. Like overstimulated, antsy. If I was a kid I would tell myself to run around the block or take a nap I think. Had too much coffee tho and do not have my running stuff with me and don’t want to go home to fetch them.
I should write about my project again.
I was reading into the fool and its origins. The archetypes of fool and jester seem to blur. The jester had agency though, a sense of power, the ability to steer the higher court, aristocracy. They had the jester’s privilege, meaning they could freely share their thoughts, without being punished for being too blunt or straightup rude. They were cunning in that way, resprected. Subversively powerful. It feels a bit like a silent protest against hierarchy - one they have already won without the representational obligations or responsibliity of nobility.
The fool on the other hand is more naive. I went into more detail about them before. It seems they are laughed at more. I would still say they are oblivious to their marginal position, blissfuly unaware.
Then there is the Pierrot. A character from Commedia dell’Arte - italian wander-theatre. Vagabonds that would travel around playing pre-defined characters and pre-defined plots. The Pierrot character is the continuatino of the fool in a way. Often silent, making the audience tell his story for him.