“Why are you doing this?”

(I laugh at the way Jenna asked me that because she did it in a way that implied it was already really obvious that that was the question I was supposed to answer and she wanted to get on with writing the damn thing so asking it again was a goofy formality)

“Well firstmost, it’s a characterization exercise. I don’t have a lot of experience with characterization as an actor, and I feel like in the program that I  am part of – I’m self-conscious that I’m ending my clauses with prepositions – The program of which I am a part, we don’t do plays that have characters, usually, or with the character as the focus. (Each production) is an experiment, a collaborative experiment. I don’t want to say that the directors that I work with lack vision. They take leaps of faith, which I actually admire.

Anyway, I’m doing this so that I can learn to play characters. I’m also doing it for personal reasons. I’m interviewing people that I know well, that I spend time with, because something that i’ve realized recently because of my experiences with a couple of different people is that when i’m listening to someone, I’m less listening to them than waiting to talk sometimes. i find all these really beautiful metaphors and pieces of insight in my own life because I analyze it so heavily, but sometimes it’s overkill. I could be donating that time to other people. I have more of that desire to create literature out of real life. I don’t need to be so overwhelmingly focused on my own story. The people, the few with whom i am the closest, furthermore, have stories that are quite pertinent to my own life and certainly equally as interesting. And those metaphors are all different, all fresh. I think i get stuck in artistic ruts, I get writer’s block at times, when i’m performing an unnecessarily exhaustive analysis of the dramatic text that is my own life. I don’t usually think of myself as looking to other people for inspiration. I think that’s why I’m doing this. It’s another form of actor preparation. I should say it’s a form of dramaturgy.

But to go back to what I was saying about my personal life, i just know that I can remember what was said by someone when I write it down. And I can interpret. Sometimes it’s more difficult for me to listen to people than to talk to them, to have them listen to me. because when I’m talking to them, i already have my own interpretation of what I’m saying, and when I’m listening to them i have to form an interpretation, and to me that involves a judgment of them. I don’t think of making a snap judgment when i’m listening to the words that are said, I listen to it piece by piece. i can’t really see the big picture. i’m more focused on details. and after listening to someone talk for a while, the information becomes disjointed for me, and therefore I feel that each thing that someone says is irrelevant to this big picture. The best way for me to get to know someone is to share a lot about myself. I don’t get off on withholding information. And based on their reaction to my openness, my sharing, my life – that’s what i’m sharing – then I decide what type of relationship i have with this person. so this is a tool to help me understand the big picture about every person and understand my relationships in terms of how i interpret their lives and not just how they interpret mine.”

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Make me feel drunk all the time.

Can I hang out with you and Shelbster tonight?

words can’t express, actually.

Here’s my MIA piece:

Two coca cola bottles of my urine.

I’ll explain later.

I can no longer NOT be there, in the world of art outside the theatre walls, I mean. I was in the middle of writing down my idea about/for guerilla performance art in this blog when I realized that I had no concept of whether or not it was relevant coherent art at all. What a scary thought. I am not used to this kind of vulnerability in my work. I’m almost kind of embarrassed. I see why people get sheepish and mumble to me “I like to write, but I’m really not any good.” It’s hard to understand why my daily bread is someone else’s gluten allergy.

Othernews: quit smoking again. well, I’ve made it over the three-day hump at least. The five-day hump actually. Feels good whenever I think about it, and I don’t think about it that often, which feels even better.

And, I might as well say it. We’re in love. We realized on Saturday, while laying down on the grossest surface of my apartment, the entryway floor (the bathtub is arguable I suppose). Given the apparent events of the past four months I can certainly understand any level of skepticism you might have. However, there are now physical charts and diagrams which give thorough explanations for everything. Not that I have to convince you because I am sure that you will see before long.

I want you in my life like freshman year

By producing replicas of Jesus with an erection two years after Terrence Koh did, I intend to question the purpose of originality in the contemporary art world by opening up a physical dialogue. Will my figurines generate as much controversy as Terrence’s, or is the subject effectively broached and legitimized by his work?


l) Dirty Laundry – have craigslist send me dirty underwear and hang it in a laundry line in the public gallery

2) Gay Face / Straight Face ? Blackface type of performance.

3) His Glorified Body (Jesus Fetishes … big boobs, hairy chest) – concrete sculpture. been done

4) Mythos illustrative story. – Otherthings

5) These Walls. would validate voyerism. – installation at home, not New York

6) Trading homeless’ signs for more visually appealing ones, displaying their handmade work as art.

7) Eating an apple in slow motion

8) muddy footprints

9) does that make me crazy?

I want to draw or

Decoupage

generally white oval portraits of my sci-fi saints and give those portraits a scrolly generally black border. maybe some gold.

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