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Seven of One, Five of the Other: Half way through August Wilson’s Century Cycle
Wilson is a bluesologist and we are blues people. Avotcja Jiltonilro explained to me once that the blues as we know it actually evolved from praise music not from the angst of the American experience as we have been taught. It is our song. Our ever overstanding of the beauty and majesty inherent in life and our heart’s determination to continue beating. Continue reading
Posted in Black Arts, Craft, non fiction essay, North American African Perspective, Performing Arts, Tales of Iron and Water, Theater, work in progress
Tagged august wilson, ayodele nzinga, black arts, blues, blues people, century cycle, drama, hill district, lower bottom playaz, movement and time as themes, sr. thea bowman memorial theater, theater, West Oakland, wordslanger
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First Funeral, 2013
Advertisements Forever young never to be a grand father early in your day the work of you is done you were like the heat that never found the sun the shine resting in the diamond the tune up before the … Continue reading
In Search of A Song
Advertisements Every Wilson play I have directed is about Africans finding their song. The search for our lost song is a part of a conversation about movement literal and figurative both voluntary and involuntary. We have indeed lost our song and we … Continue reading
Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom
In the sorrowful funk and divine fury of the music there is a delicately etched study of humanity for us to consider if we want more than entertainment from our theater. Continue reading
Gem; Again
Advertisements Since I last wrote about Mr. Wilson, and his contribution to my foundation, some time has passed. Of course a great deal has happened. I have read the entire Pittsburgh Cycle and have dedicated myself to the production of … Continue reading
June 2011, & X @ 67
Advertisements June 2011 Superman went home followed by Geronimo Pratt Tears and struggle from Harlem to Tanzania Souls set free from heavy bodies X’s wisdom brightens the midnight sky in Babylon as we remember Sun Ra in the laughter … Continue reading
Unwritten (From the collection INK)
Advertisements unless you can write food on a plate words on paper have little to do with empty bellies bloated as if hunger were a being growing in the vacuum drawing flies to eyes puckering brows painting something that … Continue reading
Inked (From the collection INK)
Advertisements he had a tattoo tear it didn’t mean now what it meant then it weighed less or more it was a piece of fire now it burned beneath his eye announcing he had been Abel to be Cain the … Continue reading
Posted in Black Arts, INK, North American African Perspective, Performing Arts, Poetry, spokenword, work in progress
Tagged ayodele nzinga, ayodele wordslanger nzinga, body art, identity, image, ink, lyrical poetry, narrative poetry, orality, spokenword, tattoos, text, visual text, warrior art, wordslanger
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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 18
I create. That’s my religion. I am the builder in my parable of the builder. I have learned to make what I need. I have learned to build for the sake of building. I have discovered that I am increased even when the gardens are for others. I understand the moral in the parable of "The Parables of the Talents". Continue reading
