Insecurity
The ashes smear across the windshield
a sort of dark rain
coal as performance
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Showing posts with label performance. Show all posts
17 November 2016
02 March 2016
Poem-A-Day #2 : Limelight
Limelight
There's that moment where Charlie Chaplin is dressed as Hitler and he's about to speak at the podium and no one is sure what he's going to say and he doesn't even know if he can speak...
And the obviousness of it - Chaplin the great silent actor about to speak unable to speak fearing what may come out of his mouth...
The other day the students said they disagreed and I stared into the tiny high windows of the classroom and deep within my throat there was a catch a valve or some chord that was in neutral and the sound of the whirring fans in the heating ducts was the sound in my brain and I wanted to flip the table for no other reason than I could...
Each time the words begin there is that moment - who is this person daring to person on this space and who are you to sit there and read this...
It's the saddest metaphor ever phored - a crowd waiting for sound - sonic catching in throats - fists suspended above their heads waiting for a demagogue - the performer insecure as the sky - dressing up to deflect its emptiness...
There's that moment where Charlie Chaplin is dressed as Hitler and he's about to speak at the podium and no one is sure what he's going to say and he doesn't even know if he can speak...
And the obviousness of it - Chaplin the great silent actor about to speak unable to speak fearing what may come out of his mouth...
The other day the students said they disagreed and I stared into the tiny high windows of the classroom and deep within my throat there was a catch a valve or some chord that was in neutral and the sound of the whirring fans in the heating ducts was the sound in my brain and I wanted to flip the table for no other reason than I could...
Each time the words begin there is that moment - who is this person daring to person on this space and who are you to sit there and read this...
It's the saddest metaphor ever phored - a crowd waiting for sound - sonic catching in throats - fists suspended above their heads waiting for a demagogue - the performer insecure as the sky - dressing up to deflect its emptiness...
29 June 2012
THIS! 6/29/12
THIS! on June 29, 2012
1) American Motel by Eric Cousineau
This is a Kickstarter started by Eric to finish his great series of motel photographs. Take a look at the link and look at his work. He's offering great rewards and really deserves the chance to finish this project.
While you're at it, check out his website. He does weddings!
2) Tableau Vivant
And while I'm talking Kickstarters. This is probably one of the strangest, most beautiful things I've seen lately.
Sarah Small's project reminds me of turn of the century salon presentations. The tradition of tableau is weird and amazing. Here is a Huffington Post article about the project, which features a fellow CSF alum, Janie Martinez.
1) American Motel by Eric Cousineau
This is a Kickstarter started by Eric to finish his great series of motel photographs. Take a look at the link and look at his work. He's offering great rewards and really deserves the chance to finish this project.
While you're at it, check out his website. He does weddings!
2) Tableau Vivant
And while I'm talking Kickstarters. This is probably one of the strangest, most beautiful things I've seen lately.
Sarah Small's project reminds me of turn of the century salon presentations. The tradition of tableau is weird and amazing. Here is a Huffington Post article about the project, which features a fellow CSF alum, Janie Martinez.
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