Friday, June 27, 2014
I signed up for a sketch comedy writing class that has homework due Monday. One day I will understand what it is about having to do something that causes me to be incapable of doing it.
Perhaps it is the motorcycle. I DESPERATELY wish Pokey was running. I have needed motorized therapy for about 3 weeks now.
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Or add a guide to your script we what your misguided @$$ed attempt was meant to accomplish...
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Such are the perils of the communal laundry facility.
upon going downstairs to wash last night, there were some thong unders left on the floor.
Thong unders that were so slight as to appear more as strap of some sort rather than something meant to cover "something".
I still don't get the prevalence of thongs. It seems like air flow would feel better, but my bits and/or pieces are not so arranged.
Monday, June 16, 2014
The same fire doesn't feel like it's there.
I am as excited reading a piece, but putting the words in my mouth feels....
Maybe it's just been a long time.
Maybe it just takes an old engine longer to turn over.
Maybe I just need to get off this keyboard and fight with this script
Sunday, June 15, 2014
You get excited and try things without the necessary tools.
You put things off that you are afraid to try,
And then you finally do it, figure out how you are supposed to do it...
and wish you'd tried it all a long time ago.
Saturday, June 14, 2014
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
When I bounded from the boat, down into the station and onto the 1 train, I sat across from a gentleman wearing this sticker.
I had just had an experience where I asked to take a picture of someones bag and they said no. Since, however, I learn nothing from any past experience EVER, I asked again in this case instead of just going with the stealth cellphone shot. I was rewarded by being told I could have the sticker itself.
He then volunteered that he got it from an art fair not far from the ferry. The artsy types out on the island are mostly concentrated in the area near the ferry and I've seen people with tables out with their wares before: visual art.
After I accepted the sticker and placed it smoothly and firmly upon my own shirt, it occurred to me that the intended meaning was different from the way I read it. I read it as "artists existing/subsisting as artists". Coming from visual arts/handcrafts fair, it occurred to me the more literal meaning: support artists who are still ALIVE.
Still a sentiment I could get with and still open enough to interpretation to fit my more specific needs, I thought it would be a nice sentiment since I would spend at least part of the day at a show and another part of the day among people in them/trying to get in them.
After the exchange with him, I decided to switch to the 3 train at Chambers.
At 14th Street a young woman with short locks, a backpack and folder hopped onto the train. I was standing in the doorway opposite of where she came in, and she immediately smiled at me. At the time I thought it may have been a bit of the common recognition that happens among those of locked hair. Then, once I saw she was busking, I thought it may have just come from that bit of openness that comes with salesmanship.
For a second, I thought she may have been just riding the train and in a rare (for the city) good mood. Then she opened a folder and began impassioned exhortation for support for her artistic endeavors. She showed examples of her visual art and explained that she has kids and was trying to support herself and her family via her art.
This is not particularly uncommon. Well, it's not AT ALL uncommon on the subway.
There was, however, a performative aspect to it that caught my attention. It seemed to be, if not written, a rehearsed piece that specifically referenced common means of avoiding giving attention to train buskers (" put down your book and LISTEN to me) and intrigued me enough to lift an earphone off so I could hear it (and maybe so she would know somebody was listening).
I will now add that I am EXPERT at ignoring train performances and have a particular, high standard for what I will pay attention to. I am willing to give you attention - but I need you to have PRACTICED YOU SH!T and have some understanding of theatricality.
(I mean YOU breakdancers/hat dancers/singers)
What also struck me about her was that on the outside of her folder, I could see the info for her GoFundMe account. Again, different from the average and more in line with the people I know rather than just another person hustling on the subway.
As she finished, I pulled out my wallet to give her a dollar. I also had the idea to give her my card - I think as form of solidarity. Or maybe to say, "hey, I take you seriously,".
She came over, I handed it to her, she thanked me adding, "that's what I'm talking about. Can I give you a hug? You 'bout to make me cry up in here.".
This time I could plainly tell she was referencing the sticker...
And I thought it might just be about adding a little more to the presentation, but I gave her a hug anyway.
And it was a real, firm hug.
And when we released, she did have tears running down her cheeks.
I said something encouraging, wishing I could come up with something more poignant. I suddenly glanced out of the doors to check the stop when the opened and back out onto the platform.
I regret not asking her name.
People in my building have recently found out that I'm an actor (due to a certain NY Lottery commercial). Sometimes...I guess even often, when people hear you are an actor, they will compare their "normal" job to it. They way this happens varies, but the insinuation is that they have a "real" job; they would love to get to do an "easy" job like yours.
Living as an artist is hard enough. Trying to live off of your art is even harder.
It is real. It is not easy.
And no one (including artists) seems to understand just how integral artists are.
At some point I will likely come here and wax long about my views on how poorly artists contextualize the tangible, literal, pragmatic importance of what they do.
For now, just this:
Monday, June 09, 2014
Sunday, June 08, 2014
instead of entertaining, titillating, eroticizing, polarizing, incentivizing, ad-generating...
That kid who used to get nothing done getting lost in you that now gets nothing out of getting lost because of you.
Thursday, June 05, 2014
I just realized, after setting my Neuro Sequencer app for "dream state", that I dreamed about Gizmo last night.
The brain was heavy and my little feelings have been hurt, so I needed a to go for a good dream. I think I do better today.
Sometimes I miss Gizmo.
Tuesday, June 03, 2014
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