Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Boogie Chillin'
Here we are officially in the season of light and joy. This year it can be themed the season of flight. A master teacher of the Jacques Lecoq technique once told us that acting is like bungee jumping. Recent advice given me echoed this same message regarding leaping into the unknown. Today I did just that, I leapt into the role of reporter. Details will follow. Here is a photo of me from the wrap up session.
I took a celebratory walk to St.Patrick's Cathedral quarried my way among the holiday crowd. Lit some candles in the church. And stopped at the Rockettes store to purchase a candle. When I walked out these four young women were leaping across the Avenue of the Americas and agreed for a spontaneous photo op. They hail from the NorthEast Worcester, Massachusetts Collegiate area.
A couple of weeks ago I went to see "The Piano Lesson" at the Signature Theater. It brings boogie woogie to a whole new level. The robust dialogue has a classical feel.
The night I attended the play was the first friday after Hurricane Sandy, and it was a welcome way to get back into civilization, to be among humanity gathered in an audience experiencing one of America's treasured playwright's work. Speaking of work, it's time.
I took a celebratory walk to St.Patrick's Cathedral quarried my way among the holiday crowd. Lit some candles in the church. And stopped at the Rockettes store to purchase a candle. When I walked out these four young women were leaping across the Avenue of the Americas and agreed for a spontaneous photo op. They hail from the NorthEast Worcester, Massachusetts Collegiate area.
A couple of weeks ago I went to see "The Piano Lesson" at the Signature Theater. It brings boogie woogie to a whole new level. The robust dialogue has a classical feel.
The night I attended the play was the first friday after Hurricane Sandy, and it was a welcome way to get back into civilization, to be among humanity gathered in an audience experiencing one of America's treasured playwright's work. Speaking of work, it's time.
Monday, October 22, 2012
New Hair Color
Autumn is in full swing and it is a fun time to color your hair and talk about what your going "to be" for Halloween.
While the leaves are still on the trees and the sun is close enough to warm us up still, we are lucky to catch its glow!
I had a genius improv teacher that would encourage us to embrace our shadow side. Funny, it was always in Autumn when we would kick it up in class. It was great training with games invented by Viola Spolin.
Well, here is a photo of me doing some modeling work for a new hair color. It is Garnier Olia , Oil Powered Permanent Color.
The color is rich and fresh. It is going to go with my Halloween Costume! 10 days away!
Last weekend I was down South and caught a high school football game. Between the band , the amazing athletic plays and and bonding with spectators in the bleachers, I will never be the same ! The cheerleaders made this pyramid look too easy.
Being from New York I was looking for homecoming floats with dancing people that looked like The Village People.
Last night I went to The Signature Theater to see a dress rehearsal of David Henry Hwang's Play Golden Child. In one word "Brilliant." The play and the production have guts, a generous sensitivity, and a spectacular cast.
Time to leap.
Off to see the band Rush .
While the leaves are still on the trees and the sun is close enough to warm us up still, we are lucky to catch its glow!
I had a genius improv teacher that would encourage us to embrace our shadow side. Funny, it was always in Autumn when we would kick it up in class. It was great training with games invented by Viola Spolin.
The color is rich and fresh. It is going to go with my Halloween Costume! 10 days away!
Last weekend I was down South and caught a high school football game. Between the band , the amazing athletic plays and and bonding with spectators in the bleachers, I will never be the same ! The cheerleaders made this pyramid look too easy.
Being from New York I was looking for homecoming floats with dancing people that looked like The Village People.
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| Brazilian Parade August NYC |
Last night I went to The Signature Theater to see a dress rehearsal of David Henry Hwang's Play Golden Child. In one word "Brilliant." The play and the production have guts, a generous sensitivity, and a spectacular cast.
Time to leap.
Off to see the band Rush .
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Back to one, Part 2
Out of the blue, I was invited to opening night of the play Heartless. What a gift! A big thank you to my friend who brought me!
Once again I was captivated by Lois Smith. Think of a great game, football, basketball, the final seconds, and you are waiting and watching to see how it turns out. The most crucial time is sometimes played out in slow motion. Like Marilyn Monroe in the Misfits, her character needs a breath of fresh air after tension arises inside a home and she whirls herself to the outdoors and performs an interpretive dance partnering with a tree. Arthur Miller wrote a great part for a serious actress. You can't hold onto mercury, it needs to be free.
Lois Smith , a great actress, allows you to look into her character , Mabel's eyes to see where the dance leads. I found myself following her eyes during a prolonged silence. In tandem and ease she carried us and our curiousity with her searching eyes. Where better to search than with the crone?
Seeking the Crone for the pulse of life. elderly people; male and female, can comfort us with their knowing presence in times of great uncertainty. They possess the gem of perspective gained from years of living. They teach us to seek refuge not of the past , but of giving us faith in the future. That is dignity.
The end of life, the beginning of life. The circle begins again anew. Here in the Autumn Equinox, 2012, passing through once again. This time listening to sha la la means I love you, Barry White original version, again and again...replay.
Back to One, at this time means organizing my muses. searching my DNA, listening. Bathing in tears of amrita. Jumping into the present leaping like a frog then rolling down Cedar Hill. Screaming like a Beatle as a rise to my feet aligning with calm even if it is the middle of a storm. Trusting the changes that pulse within this mother earth, sending love with each footstep that contacts her, fast, slow, determined and soft, whatever the pace, tempo and rhythm, Sweet corn that will soon sleep into spring, thus renewing itself with the help of Farmer Joe, and Father Winter. Your bosom of darkness cold vast and comforting, set the tone for a long winter's sleep that will strengthen our blood. Shakespeare will be one of my guides this winter, along with living actors from this day , we will gather to speak the Bard's language aloud with resonance and clarity.
Amber waves of grain live on shine in the sunlight.
Thank you Amtrak, train of transport, highball it back to that city by the bay, New York City.
Once again I was captivated by Lois Smith. Think of a great game, football, basketball, the final seconds, and you are waiting and watching to see how it turns out. The most crucial time is sometimes played out in slow motion. Like Marilyn Monroe in the Misfits, her character needs a breath of fresh air after tension arises inside a home and she whirls herself to the outdoors and performs an interpretive dance partnering with a tree. Arthur Miller wrote a great part for a serious actress. You can't hold onto mercury, it needs to be free.
Lois Smith , a great actress, allows you to look into her character , Mabel's eyes to see where the dance leads. I found myself following her eyes during a prolonged silence. In tandem and ease she carried us and our curiousity with her searching eyes. Where better to search than with the crone?
Seeking the Crone for the pulse of life. elderly people; male and female, can comfort us with their knowing presence in times of great uncertainty. They possess the gem of perspective gained from years of living. They teach us to seek refuge not of the past , but of giving us faith in the future. That is dignity.
The end of life, the beginning of life. The circle begins again anew. Here in the Autumn Equinox, 2012, passing through once again. This time listening to sha la la means I love you, Barry White original version, again and again...replay.
Back to One, at this time means organizing my muses. searching my DNA, listening. Bathing in tears of amrita. Jumping into the present leaping like a frog then rolling down Cedar Hill. Screaming like a Beatle as a rise to my feet aligning with calm even if it is the middle of a storm. Trusting the changes that pulse within this mother earth, sending love with each footstep that contacts her, fast, slow, determined and soft, whatever the pace, tempo and rhythm, Sweet corn that will soon sleep into spring, thus renewing itself with the help of Farmer Joe, and Father Winter. Your bosom of darkness cold vast and comforting, set the tone for a long winter's sleep that will strengthen our blood. Shakespeare will be one of my guides this winter, along with living actors from this day , we will gather to speak the Bard's language aloud with resonance and clarity.
Amber waves of grain live on shine in the sunlight.
Thank you Amtrak, train of transport, highball it back to that city by the bay, New York City.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Back to One part One
When I was at SUNY Purchase, I remember going to the theater on campus to watch a Jerome Robbins review. He was in the audience with Baryshnikov. There was electricity in the air. I remember leaving the theater and going to the dance building , entering a studio and meditating there afterward. "Those were the Good Old Days." As the devil from the musical Damn Yankees would say.
May I share the following quote with you? It is from Pat Riley's book "The Winner Within A Life Plan For Team Players":
"A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams." John Barrymore.
One of my all time favorite films is Twentieth Century. Barrymore and Carole Lombard were brilliant.
Mr. Sam Shepard sat in the audience for the writer's rehearsal of his new play Heartless. One can see a glimpse of the East Village performance art of the 1960s of this playwright's foundation. Thank goodness. The collaborators really do an awesome job with the staging, lighting, costumes, and come to think of it, a microphone-less production? Theater, raw and rare made by the people for the people.
Mabel , the role that Lois Smith plays is a character to be treasured, and this type of character I hope we will see more of throughout the acting mediums of theater and film. Of course , none will ever compare to Mr. Shepard's creation of rock your socks straight shootin' easy on the toppings writing style. Years from now, it will be quite a recollection to be able to say : I was there at the Signature Theater in New York City, and howled with the audience watching with awe when Lois Smith originated the archtypal role in Heartless. One of the women I saw the show with called this character "Patrician".
Great theater , like great comedy is when everything is fair game. The writer says some interesting things about Los Angeles culture. Poetically he weaves a movement of family drama . Go see it.
Enjoy the film noir moments . Shine the mirror ever so clearly as Hamlet would agree.
I rented the film A Letter to Three Wives to honor the passing of Celeste Holm. May this screen and stage actress rest in peace. She did the voiceover for the antagonist character for this award winning film. . Wow! The classics rock. And there was a great actress in this film that went on to play a supporting role to Marilyn Monroe in another favorite film of mine The Misfits.
And now, "Everybody back to one."
May I share the following quote with you? It is from Pat Riley's book "The Winner Within A Life Plan For Team Players":
"A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams." John Barrymore.
One of my all time favorite films is Twentieth Century. Barrymore and Carole Lombard were brilliant.
Mr. Sam Shepard sat in the audience for the writer's rehearsal of his new play Heartless. One can see a glimpse of the East Village performance art of the 1960s of this playwright's foundation. Thank goodness. The collaborators really do an awesome job with the staging, lighting, costumes, and come to think of it, a microphone-less production? Theater, raw and rare made by the people for the people.
Mabel , the role that Lois Smith plays is a character to be treasured, and this type of character I hope we will see more of throughout the acting mediums of theater and film. Of course , none will ever compare to Mr. Shepard's creation of rock your socks straight shootin' easy on the toppings writing style. Years from now, it will be quite a recollection to be able to say : I was there at the Signature Theater in New York City, and howled with the audience watching with awe when Lois Smith originated the archtypal role in Heartless. One of the women I saw the show with called this character "Patrician".
Great theater , like great comedy is when everything is fair game. The writer says some interesting things about Los Angeles culture. Poetically he weaves a movement of family drama . Go see it.
Enjoy the film noir moments . Shine the mirror ever so clearly as Hamlet would agree.
I rented the film A Letter to Three Wives to honor the passing of Celeste Holm. May this screen and stage actress rest in peace. She did the voiceover for the antagonist character for this award winning film. . Wow! The classics rock. And there was a great actress in this film that went on to play a supporting role to Marilyn Monroe in another favorite film of mine The Misfits.
And now, "Everybody back to one."
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Twenty First Century Innocence
Hello Again! Last blog I was celebrating first experiences. Well, I must tell about the Oak Tree that is growing outside my building. It was a gift to me, just below a foot high. Now , Merlin, whom I successfully transplanted in April is branching out before my very eyes. Before the end of this year he must be planted into the earth and as Nietzsche said : " In order to grow big , a tree wants to strike roots in hard rocks."
This week was a truly magnificent week..
I went to the theater to see the fully realised Broadway play Harvey. Fortunate to see on it's closing night, it was such a delight to watch and experience well conceived characters come to life through brilliant acting live on stage. The theme of innocence was played out to a T. The lead character is kind of like the Chauncey Gardener from Peter Sellar's film Being There. Both had no ulterior motives, and both looked for the goodness in human beings or the purity in every situation.
Film buff that I am, I have not seen any screen version of Harvey. And probably will have to revisit Jimmy Stewart in Bell Book and Candle first to finish watching that to its end. I know , it has nothing to do with the previously mentioned works, and represents a different decade altogether.
I will say that seeing live theater is really a transformative experience and I recommend it highly. The 21st century is still young in it's evolution. And there are masters all over the world dedicated to bringing lucid storytelling to their audiences. Have you allowed the art of the theater to transform you lately? Or live performance in the arts? If so, how? Please share!
I remember being at a writer's birthday party. All his women friends were there and we all met for the first time. One woman got up and recited a poem so passionately. She was a writer and reporter. Not long after that event, she was killed in a foreign country. This the writer conveyed to me years later. Her recitation was a theatrical experience. I will never forget her thunderous voice. We must enjoy every moment with our friends and family!
Sunday, tonite, I go for the second time to the Pershing Square Signature Center. My colleague is taking me to see "Heartless", by Sam Shepard.
This week was a truly magnificent week..
I went to the theater to see the fully realised Broadway play Harvey. Fortunate to see on it's closing night, it was such a delight to watch and experience well conceived characters come to life through brilliant acting live on stage. The theme of innocence was played out to a T. The lead character is kind of like the Chauncey Gardener from Peter Sellar's film Being There. Both had no ulterior motives, and both looked for the goodness in human beings or the purity in every situation.
Film buff that I am, I have not seen any screen version of Harvey. And probably will have to revisit Jimmy Stewart in Bell Book and Candle first to finish watching that to its end. I know , it has nothing to do with the previously mentioned works, and represents a different decade altogether.
I will say that seeing live theater is really a transformative experience and I recommend it highly. The 21st century is still young in it's evolution. And there are masters all over the world dedicated to bringing lucid storytelling to their audiences. Have you allowed the art of the theater to transform you lately? Or live performance in the arts? If so, how? Please share!
I remember being at a writer's birthday party. All his women friends were there and we all met for the first time. One woman got up and recited a poem so passionately. She was a writer and reporter. Not long after that event, she was killed in a foreign country. This the writer conveyed to me years later. Her recitation was a theatrical experience. I will never forget her thunderous voice. We must enjoy every moment with our friends and family!
Sunday, tonite, I go for the second time to the Pershing Square Signature Center. My colleague is taking me to see "Heartless", by Sam Shepard.
Monday, July 23, 2012
New Experiences
The photo above came from an impromptu photo shoot that took place during the heat wave last week. Again, I have gratitude and respect for the artistic freedom that the photographer brought to this shoot.
Earlier this year, my friend Cesare shared his love and history of Beethoven. He wanted me to tune into listening to one of his symphonies, Eroica. This experience was unique for many reasons. Mostly because of the place I listened: underneath the grand piano on the floor. It was simply a meditation of sound and a unique storytelling journey that Cesare took me on. I cannot give away any more details of this genius' moment except some of us may think "modern" is 20th century, and that is simply not true. Artists, Pioneers, Inventors and the people who listen to their true calling have been paving new forms for centuries.
If you are interested in watching a unique presentation on Beethoven please log into Beethovenfestivalorchestra.org . You can see the video of Cesare's expert lecture and hear him play.
Another New York Moment, I had at a bus stop. A woman from the islands, with the most melodic voice, Judy was her name, she told me about a revelatory experience she had had. That enriched me for the entire weekend, listening to her story . Her words were most welcomed and encouraging.
Two weekends in a row , I am so grateful for these blessings and for my winter weekday morning under the piano. I was actually blown away by this presentation, and considered myself to be very fortunate to get this very rare history lesson about Beethoven's struggles that he channelled into his art.
I am actually looking forward to revisiting and completing the many projects that have been patiently awaiting on my bookshelf. If I can find a new or old form to weave expression needed to reveal the true nature of each project I will be very happy. I welcome the experience . Now, off to my day job.
Happy Monday and I wish you all fulfillment in your summer yearnings.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Goodbye Flower Moon Hello Strawberry Moon
Keeping time is an ancient art. Here in New York, Memorial Day and the prelude to it, resembles the epic ships coming into the harbor carrying many men with white caps and tan caps. Excuse me, many men and women with said respectable caps are seen in pairs, solo, groups, touring the city. Gracing the city if you will.
This year, I really felt the significance and the dramatic quality and observance of this day.
Just below 23 rd street , I saw the ships stunningly approaching their destination. If ever , I saw a ship on the Hudson, never before, have I seen one with such presence. yachts , tourist boats, look nice in the setting sun, but this was entirely different. this had history. It was, as I said "epic".
The day before , I got a glimpse of the freedom tower . I was visiting a friend who had a lovely view of the Hudson River and there it was, the new Freedom Tower.
I don't really want to write any more on this topic . except that , I hope to one day fully realize the significance of Memorial Day. I don't know if that is even possible. The scope of what our ancestors and fellow countrymen have done for us, and it just seemed strange that we , or most of us had the day off.
So many men and women have given their lives, and can we fathom, can we take pause to know what they gave for us? Will we as a nation , realize what America really means?
On a brighter note, I got a taco from a local Mexican restaurant, and I saw the most beautiful image: the sun holding the moon.
This year, I really felt the significance and the dramatic quality and observance of this day.
Just below 23 rd street , I saw the ships stunningly approaching their destination. If ever , I saw a ship on the Hudson, never before, have I seen one with such presence. yachts , tourist boats, look nice in the setting sun, but this was entirely different. this had history. It was, as I said "epic".
The day before , I got a glimpse of the freedom tower . I was visiting a friend who had a lovely view of the Hudson River and there it was, the new Freedom Tower.
I don't really want to write any more on this topic . except that , I hope to one day fully realize the significance of Memorial Day. I don't know if that is even possible. The scope of what our ancestors and fellow countrymen have done for us, and it just seemed strange that we , or most of us had the day off.
So many men and women have given their lives, and can we fathom, can we take pause to know what they gave for us? Will we as a nation , realize what America really means?
On a brighter note, I got a taco from a local Mexican restaurant, and I saw the most beautiful image: the sun holding the moon.
Tony Awards
Theater is sacred and the weekend is sacred. However, I know that some New Yorkers, and perhaps Americans, do not have a traditional weekend off. So, you figure out what that means.
I was excited that the Tony Awards were on tonite. But, for some leap of faith, I began gardening at 6 pm and as any gardener can attest, got lost gardening beyond sunset and did not land in front of my television until 915.
I did get to see Neil Patrick Harris' Medley , and a beautiful Sheryl Crow right after that , then following for me the highlights of the night.
Clybourne Park winning best play, and the speeches, their representatives said it all. Until Hugh Jackman received an award from the presenter: his wife. Well, both these moments were amazing.
Tyler Perry also was a gracious presence.
This weekend was amazing, and like many people, do not want it to end.
Briskly, 2012, keeps moving along.
Get your surfboard .
I was excited that the Tony Awards were on tonite. But, for some leap of faith, I began gardening at 6 pm and as any gardener can attest, got lost gardening beyond sunset and did not land in front of my television until 915.
I did get to see Neil Patrick Harris' Medley , and a beautiful Sheryl Crow right after that , then following for me the highlights of the night.
Clybourne Park winning best play, and the speeches, their representatives said it all. Until Hugh Jackman received an award from the presenter: his wife. Well, both these moments were amazing.
Tyler Perry also was a gracious presence.
This weekend was amazing, and like many people, do not want it to end.
Briskly, 2012, keeps moving along.
Get your surfboard .
Friday, May 18, 2012
Goodnight Mr. Chips, I mean Mr. Big
I wonder what the electrical charge was last night around Times Square just before sun down. The Theater District always enticing. I mean there is always a mystique no matter what time of day it is. Do you agree?
While I was walking by the Broadway Play, A Streetcar named Desire, I saw a group of four people meet, and a photographer snap a photo in tandem. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mr. Big, well, not really, I saw the the man, the actor ( with beard and mustache) Chris Noth among the four people.
This week I went to see The Medieval Play at the Signature Center. This play is a hold no prisoners comedy. The eight ensemble actors move the play along with such skill, fun, and energy. A big bravo to them and the writer Kenneth Lonergan! Oh and a bravo for the fight choreographer David Brimmer. It is a short run so go see this joust.
There you have it, the old and the new : a touch of theater in the ever changing New York City.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Holey Batman, Robin it's been way too long
Dear Readers,
Okay , so here it is middle of May , almost square on middle of the year, or triangle on middle of the year, depending on your sacred geometry, and which angle you are viewing from.
Top five reasons I have been away from blogging:
1. I was re-engaged in the study of Reiki and became a Reiki Master for the second time.
2. Loreal has been keeping me busy by playing with my hair.
3. Getting certified from Master Jeffrey Yuen in Healing with Gemstones and Minerals.
4. Gratefully applying my new certification of Postural Corrective Massage in my massage practice.
5. Catching up on films , great theater, and gardening.
Here are 5 things I wish were on the list:
1. visiting my family
2. dance classes
3. drinking elixers with my friends and going into a vision inspired trance
4. meeting with Steven Spielberg
5. Playing with the children in my life
Luckily , yesterday , my colleague was throwing a nerf football around with her daughter and invited me to partake in the sport.
Hey we have a solar eclipse coming up on sunday. Make your wish list !
Keep your health #1 on your list.
For ice cream lovers,"holey", in the blog title , is inspired by Holey Cream a new delicious ice cream place in New York City. Try the low fat vanilla peanut butter twist frozen yogurt.
Allow me to share an inspired photo I took of a fluorite crystal singing in the sun.
Enjoy the gazing.
Brightest Blessings,
Bubbles of Laughter to You and Yours,
Kathy
Okay , so here it is middle of May , almost square on middle of the year, or triangle on middle of the year, depending on your sacred geometry, and which angle you are viewing from.
Top five reasons I have been away from blogging:
1. I was re-engaged in the study of Reiki and became a Reiki Master for the second time.
2. Loreal has been keeping me busy by playing with my hair.
3. Getting certified from Master Jeffrey Yuen in Healing with Gemstones and Minerals.
4. Gratefully applying my new certification of Postural Corrective Massage in my massage practice.
5. Catching up on films , great theater, and gardening.
Here are 5 things I wish were on the list:
1. visiting my family
2. dance classes
3. drinking elixers with my friends and going into a vision inspired trance
4. meeting with Steven Spielberg
5. Playing with the children in my life
Luckily , yesterday , my colleague was throwing a nerf football around with her daughter and invited me to partake in the sport.
Hey we have a solar eclipse coming up on sunday. Make your wish list !
Keep your health #1 on your list.
For ice cream lovers,"holey", in the blog title , is inspired by Holey Cream a new delicious ice cream place in New York City. Try the low fat vanilla peanut butter twist frozen yogurt.
Allow me to share an inspired photo I took of a fluorite crystal singing in the sun.
Enjoy the gazing.
Brightest Blessings,
Bubbles of Laughter to You and Yours,
Kathy
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Saint Patrick's Day Weekend
Quite Lucky this year, St. Patty's Day fell on a saturday. The city was buzzing early on in the morning. The energy was very uplifting.
While I was buying fabric in the fashion district the attendant said to me, "Be Happy Always."
Can you imagine that?
Here are some photos of the day.
Steve Cohen, the modern day magician extraordinaire gave a performance that was quite literally astonishing. If you ever get the chance to see him perform, you will believe in magic. It was a blessing and gift to witness his performance friday night at the Waldorf Astoria Towers.
So, brave humans, stay inspired as we move into Spring this week.
Come visit me at the New Life Expo at the New Yorker Hotel, March 23rd- March 25th, Friday thru Sunday. You can catch up with me at booth number 126.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Chinese Proverb
The Year Of The Dragon: A Chinese Proverb
If you ignore the dragon it will eat you.
If you try to confront the dragon it will overpower you.
But if you ride the dragon you will take advantage of its might and power.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
A Poem and Gift From Moonwater , a brilliant thoughtful compilation of phrases of wisdom
Thoughts are things...Breathe deeply
A brown wind sighs... A white wind blows...
Advance with Confidence.... Stay centered
Speak no evil... Draw down the Moon...
Trust your heart.... Devote time to love....
Joy comes unexpected... Beat your Drum.....
Brook no nonsense... Remain flexible...
Weave a new pattern..... Watch and wait
Refuse to judge.... Nature has an answer
Find the hidden path... Walk in a meadow
Instinct is your guide... Meet in a circle of pine
Gather fallen feathers... Forget regret
Dismiss doubts.. Observe silence
Collect oak leaves... Repay a kindness
Pursue an old dream... Allow for change
Follow your shadow... Mend your fences
Cope with delays.. Rise above anger
Pick up your feet.. Climb a hill
Drop another burden... Cherish your privacy
Take a plunge... Savor life's gifts
There is but one you of you in all time
If you like Audre Lorde's work you may want to check out blog post 11/1/11, and 7/18/10, a picture share .
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Twelfth Night
I remember performing Twelfth Night with The Alternative Theater Company. We put up many plays in many different locations, think flash mob without the boombox.
We brought out the Bard's play and performed it once in Barnes and Noble Astor Place, NYC. I was reminded of this as I dug out the book "Poetry In Motion" for my February Facebook poetry sharing that you can contribute to, by friending me and posting lines from poetry that has inspired you. If you are so inspired to , by your free will.
Does anyone remember the mural that the Barnes and Noble Astor Place had along the stairwell and cafe? All of dead writers mostly, predominantly celebrating deceased male writers, save perhaps to Emily Dickinson. This was a fact. Facts are important.
The time of the performance was spring 1997, the place was New York City. The reason was passion. The great thing was , I had no , yup that is zero formal Shakespeare training, the ensemble was chock full of devoted players.
Step up to the plate and hit the ball.
I still love books, have had formal Shakespeare training, and love a good crack at the plate.
Home plate that is.
Oh , the role I played was Viola. We also performed this play off broadway at La MaMa .
It's on my resume.
Monday, January 2, 2012
Bursting New Year
Happy New Year!
Good luck to "M" with her baby's delivery.
And good luck to all of us as we approach the year of the dragon.
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