A character is the representation of a person in a narrative work of art (such as a novel, play, or film). Derived from the ancient Greek word kharaktêr, it dates from the Restoration, although it became widely used after its appearance in Tom Jones in 1749. From this, the sense of "a part played by an actor" developed. Character, particularly when enacted by an actor in the theatre or cinema, involves "the illusion of being a human person." In literature, characters guide readers through their stories, helping them to understand plots and ponder themes. Since the end of the 18th century, the phrase "in character" has been used to describe an effective impersonation by an actor. Since the 19th century, the art of creating characters, as practised by actors or writers, has been called characterisation.
A character who stands as a representative of a particular class or group of people is known as a type. Types include both stock characters and those that are more fully individualised. The characters in Henrik Ibsen's Hedda Gabler (1891) and August Strindberg's Miss Julie (1888), for example, are representative of specific positions in the social relations of class and gender, such that the conflicts between the characters reveal ideological conflicts.
Character(s) may refer to:
The arts are a vast subdivision of culture, composed of many endeavors (or artforms) united by their employment of the human creative impulse. The term implies a broader range of disciplines than "art", which in modern usage usually refers only to the visual arts. The other major constituents of the arts are the literary arts, more often called literature – including poetry, novels and short stories, among others – and the performing arts, among them music, dance, theatre, opera and film. Literary arts and creative writing are actually interchangeable terms. These divisions are by no means absolute as there are artforms which combine a visual element with performance (e.g. film) and the written word (e.g. comics). This list is by no means comprehensive, but only meant to introduce the concept of the arts.
Whether or not a form of creative endeavor can be considered one of "the arts" can be contentious due to the cultural values attached in Western culture to the term "art", which can imply that it is a field elevated above popular culture.
Stanley Winston (April 7, 1946 – June 15, 2008) was an American visual effects supervisor, makeup artist, and film director. He was best known for his work in the Terminator series, the Jurassic Park series, Aliens, the Predator series, Iron Man, Edward Scissorhands, Avatar and Enthiran. He won four Academy Awards for his work.
Winston, a frequent collaborator with director James Cameron, owned several effects studios, including Stan Winston Digital. The established areas of expertise for Winston were in makeup, puppets and practical effects, but he had recently expanded his studio to encompass digital effects as well.
Stan Winston was born on April 7, 1946, in Arlington, Virginia, where he graduated from Washington-Lee High School in 1964. He studied painting and sculpture at the University of Virginia in Charlottesville from which he graduated in 1968. In 1969, after attending California State University, Long Beach, Winston moved to Hollywood to pursue a career as an actor. Struggling to find an acting job, he began a makeup apprenticeship at Walt Disney Studios.
Matthew "Matt" Winston is an American actor, the son of late special effects artist Stan Winston. He attended Yale, is married to Amy Smallman and has two small children.
Winston is perhaps best known for television roles on the HBO dramas Six Feet Under and John from Cincinnati, and as Daniels in Star Trek: Enterprise.
Well, i 'll tell you
one good thing at least about some
of these junkies was
they had some character
they may have driven me nuts
someties & screwed up
but at least when they played
the damn guitar they' d play it
like they meant it -
these white bread boys nowadays
knowin' all the score,
Faces have trouble smiling
When it's less than a merry affair
When you communicate through the writing on the wall
There's no love for you there
You wanted to draw a picture
But your relationship could never hold a pose
You're left with a roomful of sketches
That only hint at the love you wanted to know
Let it out, let it go
Hold back the tears no longer
Let them fall on the floor
Not on your will to be stronger
Who are you
In the face of disappointment?
Where is your character
The one who keeps you going?
The one who keeps you going
Caught you by surprise
How time changes people and places
Would you guard over your ruins like you're doing
If you knew your first kiss was your greatest?
Let it out, let it go
Hold back the tears no longer, listen
When you work too hard to get along
Maybe it's time you moved on
Who are you
When heavy weather is blowing?
Where is your character
The one who keeps you going?
Who are you
When heavy weather is blowing?
Where is your character, baby
The one who keeps you going, going?
The one who keeps you going, going
The one who keeps you going, going
(Hook)
Move around on my own, fall away from my own
The more that I'm getting known, the more that I feel alone,
Maybe it's my character ,they got me all alone just missing my phone
Even when I'm right I'm feeling wrong
Yeah maybe it's my character ,maybe it's my character x4
(Verse)
Ok movie, I'm literaly in a movie
I wanted to be a star Hollywood always confuse me
I notice the big shades,the lights, the jewerly
I notice the couple models ,but they ain't clearly amuse me
I'm on my first page ,I'm working I'm in the studio
Trying to get on the scene the authentic people that grew on me
But usually I'm introduced to people critiquing
This kinda new to me, but maybe it's their character
Acting like they cool with me
Mom tutored me reminding me where I used to be
Guy using me, directing me I ain't losing it
Fans viewing me couple of people they wanna shoot with me
But I'ma do it for y'all,but first I'ma do it for me
(Hook)
Move around on my own, fall away from my own
The more that I'm getting known, the more that I feel alone,
Maybe it's my character ,they got me all alone just missing my phone
Even when I'm right I'm feeling wrong
Yeah maybe it's my character ,maybe it's my character x4
(Verse)
I got a problem out in Phoenix, mom's still in Philly
Hope when people tell me they feel me they really mean it
Hard cold anemic,got a dream I seen it
I'm just hoping that I never go back Billy Jean
And I mean it, I'm in the studio working when the camera stop
And everybody else left I be the camera shop
From 10 o'clock to 10 o'clock I don't need a watch
'Cause every time I had one of those it made me sleep alot
I don't eat alot I know it's bad for my health
But being broke bad to your health I'm mad at myself
I'm tryin' to get cash for myself,bags in the front
Bags in the back of the fridge got that many shows
(Hook)
Move around on my own, fall away from my own
The more that I'm getting known, the more that I feel alone,
Maybe it's my character ,they got me all alone just missing my phone
Even when I'm right I'm feeling wrong
Yeah maybe it's my character ,maybe it's my character x4
(Verse)
Man I swear that I gotta be blessed
Couldn't afford the clothes so I gotta be fresh
Too many broke niggers rooting so I gotta be next
If I don't get a record deal at least I got their respect
I don't give a fuck about trying to impress a nigga I'm stressing nigga
Pray some thoughts in my mind tell me strechin' nigga
Hit you with the cougar medula while I wrestle niggers
Hitting with the ruger look a shit flex a nigga
South west, UBS we adressing niggers
Philly mom say even when I let them niggers
No matter where I go they gon' try test a nigga
So I gotta teach him a lesson so they don't mess with niggers
Out of hand niggers follow my shit
Somebody else say I'm hot then they jump on my dick
Dick E is walking around with a bump on their lip
But they ain't know better 'cause niggers try to tell 'em I'm sick
(Hook)
Move around on my own, fall away from my own
The more that I'm getting known, the more that I feel alone,
Maybe it's my character ,they got me all alone just missing my phone
Even when I'm right I'm feeling wrong
I rage this war against myself and
I'm not the only casualty no ones leaving this play alive
This play of mass tranquility curtain call and then
I walk curtain drops I stumble fall tripped by my material needs
I look out to the gawking creed silent
Whisper becomes a roar
I pick myself up off the floor
And I was forced to bow down to a crowd laughing at me
I rage this war against myself and
I'm not the only casualty take ten paces back and
Fire and see who falls first to their knees don't hunt
The man that's lost his feelings because he will die alone and
Waking waiting for someone to serve him but I'll bite the hand
That tries to feed me and I raise my hand high above the others
In the call for truth.
But invisible boy can't speak he screams awake at night
With all these feelings can they have some meaning what am
I trying to prove we raise our hands for the fight the
Fight in which we'll lose this blind man won't lead the
Blind because this blind man knows no more than you we pray
For change but I can't pray a heart worth none in this
Senseless age a fortress lost in one short toss ashes to
Ashes we all fall what a surprise when you look in my eyes
Did you expect something more from me this grand disguise
Look in my eyes is it not what a mans suppose to be look in
My eyes disguise teach a boy just what to be look in my eyes
Disguise you prayers took this freedom locked from me is this