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Diary of a Mad Creative # 19: Precious and the State of the Arts (pt. 2 of The Ground on which I stand.)

“If you do not know, I will tell you that black theatre in America is alive … it is vibrant … it is vital … it just isn’t funded. Black theatre doesn’t share in the economics that would allow it to support its artists and supply them with meaningful avenues to develop their talent and broadcast and disseminate ideas crucial to its growth. The economics are reserved as privilege to the overwhelming abundance of institutions that preserve, promote and perpetuate white culture.

That is not a complaint. That is an advertisement. Since the funding sources, both public and private, do not publicly carry avowed missions of exclusion and segregated support, this is obviously either a glaring case of oversight, or we the proponents of black theatre have not made our presence or needs known.” August Wilson Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: 9th Installment: Children

They say children are the future/if there is a future it should be guarded by your children for their children/ children as guardians/future children/ children must stand on the past/change it/destroy it/rearrange it/obliterate it/but you must stand on it/perhaps in spite of /or/ because … Continue reading

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 17

Rehearsal is like prayer. It is the highest form of artistic meditation. It is where the privilege of presenting is earned. Continue reading

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt 15

I have been wounded by Wilson and something is growing in the cut. Art should bruise, inspire, provoke, affirm, pose questions and soothe. Gem has done all that and Wilson is offering me more. I accept. Continue reading

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Water Rites

ain’t nobody business what

me & the water

talks about Continue reading

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 14

If you don’t decide where you stand you won’t know why you fell down. I deal in mental groceries. I want to feed my congregation. I don’t do fluff and I ain’t trying to cross over. If you want to … Continue reading

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Part 10

The din of the Theater Godz is deafening; their roar stills the rest of the world.We are about to be born. The portal is opening. Zen time. Rubber meets road here, but the time to bemoan final fates is past. We … Continue reading

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Dairy of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt 5

How can all the damn roads be uphill?
Sometimes, shit just “is”. 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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