Thursday, July 30, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Exit the King with Geoffrey Rush
The most amazing performance I have ever seen:
Pick Exit the King....
Sunday, June 07, 2009
My Second Education
You must stand on a rickety pedestal in the wind to hold to a belief or an idea while the multitude of optional avenues and other ideas blow by you. As they woosh by, they scream in your face (or sometimes whisper seductively), "I am the right way. I am the truth." But the only thing that makes this hold true in your world is how tightly your toes grip the pedestal of descision that you are standing on as the winds blow you in all directions.
Everything we are and everything we do is a decision. You can allow the wind to blow you and say that "this is fate", but again it is in the wind that you allowed your body to go limp with and ride to where ever it lead you. Sometimes there are alot of people standing on one big pedestal. The pedestals get bigger the more people stand on them, but does that make those pedestals more true? It certainly makes it easier to avoid the wind, the bigger they are. And what safety there is in avoiding the wind. How tempting.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
More Arthur Ganson
I am in awe of the play, simplicity and complexity of this artist. Top of my inspirational list.
Saturday, February 07, 2009
...time...
There are things in life with time and things that exist without.
We occupy ourselves with the things with time and hope for those without.
We occupy ourselves with the things with time and hope for those without.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
"All The Love for the President-Elect" by Suzan-Lori Parks
U Being U
Mr. President-Elect
Makes me wanna get MY stuff
correct
I feel like starting with something RADICAL
Like,
Love my Neighbor
Like share what I've got
Like think for myself
Like ask the hard questions
Like lean toward the good and help keep the peace
U being U
Makes me wanna do something new
Like Go Green, or at least try to.
You being you, Mr. President-Elect
Makes me want to look on others with respect
Makes me wanna
practice Radical Inclusion, you know,
Open my heart wide, especially in the presence of folks who
Are not like me, you know,
work to see my Brother
In the Other
You make me want to entertain all my far-out ideas
Make me wanna represent the race, as in the human race,
And know that, like You, I too am Prized.
And to those who say yr a Magic Negro,
I love them just the same
And my love helps us weave a United States.
Mr. President,
Heaven sent
Since heaven is just a place where possibility
becomes possible
And where hostility
holsters
its hostile,
I feel like picking up the trash in the park or on the beach
I think I'll teach, and learn, from all I meet
I think I'll apologize in person for all our faults
and try to make amends for our shortcomings
And also, I think,
I'll brag,
Just a little bit,
About how cool We The People are
Oh, I just had to sing you a little something
Because you,
Mr. President,
You are embarking with Us on an awesome and beautiful
And potentially perilous journey
And so I am giving you
All the Love
All the Love
All the Love
All the Love
Mr. President
That I've got
Because I believe
In the dream
And I am ready
To wake up
And live it.
-- Suzan-Lori Parks
Mr. President-Elect
Makes me wanna get MY stuff
correct
I feel like starting with something RADICAL
Like,
Love my Neighbor
Like share what I've got
Like think for myself
Like ask the hard questions
Like lean toward the good and help keep the peace
U being U
Makes me wanna do something new
Like Go Green, or at least try to.
You being you, Mr. President-Elect
Makes me want to look on others with respect
Makes me wanna
practice Radical Inclusion, you know,
Open my heart wide, especially in the presence of folks who
Are not like me, you know,
work to see my Brother
In the Other
You make me want to entertain all my far-out ideas
Make me wanna represent the race, as in the human race,
And know that, like You, I too am Prized.
And to those who say yr a Magic Negro,
I love them just the same
And my love helps us weave a United States.
Mr. President,
Heaven sent
Since heaven is just a place where possibility
becomes possible
And where hostility
holsters
its hostile,
I feel like picking up the trash in the park or on the beach
I think I'll teach, and learn, from all I meet
I think I'll apologize in person for all our faults
and try to make amends for our shortcomings
And also, I think,
I'll brag,
Just a little bit,
About how cool We The People are
Oh, I just had to sing you a little something
Because you,
Mr. President,
You are embarking with Us on an awesome and beautiful
And potentially perilous journey
And so I am giving you
All the Love
All the Love
All the Love
All the Love
Mr. President
That I've got
Because I believe
In the dream
And I am ready
To wake up
And live it.
-- Suzan-Lori Parks
Friday, November 07, 2008
Obama and the Arts
Here is an article about Obama and his policies on the arts.
http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601088&sid=ap7gUJzSjIYs&refer=muse
http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601088&sid=ap7gUJzSjIYs&refer=muse
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
A flood of newness
I'm quite happy with my country tonight.
What a great time to be back in the states.
People in my neighborhood are celebrating and screaming in the street.
Everyone is laughing and crying.
THough half of the country may be dismayed,
it is quite an achievement that this night has occured.
What a great time to be back in the states.
People in my neighborhood are celebrating and screaming in the street.
Everyone is laughing and crying.
THough half of the country may be dismayed,
it is quite an achievement that this night has occured.
Smiling Inside
Today, walking to work in the underground
I passed by a girl with a blue "Save Britney" t-shirt
with a red and white "Vote Obama" pin attached to her chest.
The frivolity and sincerity made me smile inside.
I passed by a girl with a blue "Save Britney" t-shirt
with a red and white "Vote Obama" pin attached to her chest.
The frivolity and sincerity made me smile inside.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Arthur Ganson Sculpture Machines
http://www.arthurganson.com/quicktimes/Artichoke_One.mov
Check this out. It's spellbinding.
Check this out. It's spellbinding.
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