Monthly Archives: September 2010

Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am: Pt. 3

Short time is getting shorter. Costumes, set, programs, show board, props, lights and sound all still need work. Being a creative genius is not all its cracked up to be when your mind moves faster than your hands and the reality that … Continue reading

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am, Part 2

It was a glimpse of understanding portrayed in a brief moment of perfectly executed action. Continue reading

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. (Part I)

My mantra today; be kind to actors. They are a troublesome and childlike collection of talent we can’t create without even if it means no peace as you scramble to create with them. God bless them for what they do. Continue reading

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The Lower Bottom Playaz’ “Gem of the Ocean”: The Ground on Which I Stand

“I knew a man that went to fix the wheel, it was turning backwards, time he was finished the wheel didn’t turn at all, you got to be careful, everything ain’t what it seem.” August Wilson-Gem of the Ocean Continue reading

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Sermon for Sunday 9/26/10: I Want Things.

I woke this morning, alive.
Sun streaming in my window.
Window wide to let in the birdsong.
I woke up alive, and I want things. Continue reading

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The Builder

There was once a builder who had a great desire to create. The builder longed for a space that could be called his own so that he could create things of great beauty. He thought to surround himself with beauty … Continue reading

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A pocket full of Cowrie

Sometimes you see yourself and it’s like you have been missing yourself. You are surprised by the reflection in the mirror.We spend so much time chasing goals. We reach one and barely stop to savor its sweetness before we begin … Continue reading

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