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Theatre Reflections: May 2012
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All the world's a stage. Friday, May 11, 2012. My last university assignment was to write my artistic mandate. This is meant to be measuring stick from which to hold up all future projects, shows, and endeavours to ensure I am doing meaningful, life giving work. It is important to note that this is an evolving document- even in the month since I wrote this, I have found things I would change. 8221;- Julia Cameron. As an artist, I commit myself to:. I will find mentors both in my profession and personal l...
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Theatre Reflections: July 2011
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All the world's a stage. Sunday, July 24, 2011. What April dusk cannot show. Is revealed in the slow. Growing of the trees. Just when winter is overgrown. And saves the cycle. A bit of prophesy in my life. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I am an actor and a playwright. Here are my musings from the Muse:. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Theatre Reflections: Artistic Mandate
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All the world's a stage. Friday, May 11, 2012. My last university assignment was to write my artistic mandate. This is meant to be measuring stick from which to hold up all future projects, shows, and endeavours to ensure I am doing meaningful, life giving work. It is important to note that this is an evolving document- even in the month since I wrote this, I have found things I would change. 8221;- Julia Cameron. As an artist, I commit myself to:. I will find mentors both in my profession and personal l...
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Theatre Reflections: An Air of Finality
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All the world's a stage. Sunday, April 22, 2012. An Air of Finality. Due to an assignment, I find myself reading my first and last journals of my university experience. I am to write my personal artistic mandate. This is a fantastic exercise, one that I have already thanked my professor profusely for assigning, and one that I think every artist, nay, every person should take the time to do. Of the first show I was cast in, I wrote, "Myth will change my life. I know it.". Good luck Karyn wish you the best.
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Theatre Reflections: December 2011
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All the world's a stage. Wednesday, December 28, 2011. Looking back over my year in writing, here are a few reflections I have come across:. I break the bread, gladly, willingly even, but I am scared to drink from the chalice of passion. My thirst seems so dangerous and yet so necessary if I am to be a self. Gentle words are a tree of life. No coward soul is mine. Honesty reaches up from within you and eventually tattoos itself on your face.". Tom Pickett, actor in Vancouver. Here's to a Happy New Year.
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Theatre Reflections: September 2011
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All the world's a stage. Saturday, September 24, 2011. I am happy not to be with you. Waiting for others to make the first move. I plunged into your stillness. So human it hurts,. I look for something true. It wasn’t you. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I am an actor and a playwright. Here are my musings from the Muse:. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Theatre Reflections: February 2012
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All the world's a stage. Wednesday, February 8, 2012. I have recognized lately that I love love. I delight in watching people love each other. Mothers and daughters. Brothers. Friends. Young love, old love. I love love. I haven't been writing lately, which is rather discouraging and frustrating to me. I figured I would reflect back to the summer when I truly was a child of the earth. My emotions were volatile and so was my writing. When it was good, it was very. I can smell you creature of the earth.
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Theatre Reflections: August 2012
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All the world's a stage. Thursday, August 30, 2012. In retrospect, I am astounded I could let go of the drama. Of being a suffering artist. Nothing dies harder than a bad idea. And few ideas are worse than the ones we have about art. We can charge so many things off to our suffering-artist identity: drunkenness. In matters of the heart. We all know how broke-crazy-promiscuous-unreliable artists are. And if they don't have to be, THEN WHAT'S MY EXCUSE? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Theatre Reflections: March 2012
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All the world's a stage. Tuesday, March 20, 2012. You Always Reveal Yourself to Me Through Movement. Martha Graham, teaching a dance class, looked down at a dancer straining rather than strengthening his body and said,. My child, my child, remember the divinity of your spine. It is your own tree of life. Everything branches out from it.". Friday, March 16, 2012. 10 Ways Being a Theatre Major Prepared Me For Success. A business owner and. 10 Ways Being a Theatre Major Prepared Me For Success. I am a Thief.
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Theatre Reflections: March 2011
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All the world's a stage. Tuesday, March 15, 2011. I've seen a high cairn kissed by holy wind. Seen a mirror pool cut by golden fins. Seen alleys where they hide the truth of cities. The mad whose blessing you must accept without pity. I've stood in airports guarded glass and chrome. Walked rifled roads and landmined loam. Seen a forest in flames right down to the road. Burned in love till I've seen my heart explode. You've been leading me. Across the concrete fields of man. Sun ray like a camera pans.
