I think sometimes we have to pass a part of our lives by in order to see the scope of it. Like climbing a rock, you can’t see all of it while you’re climbing. Only when you pass it by – by getting over, around, or through it – can you look back and know how important that rock was to you.
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It’s a funny feeling. I’m leaving town in two weeks and I just realized that I’m starting to say ‘goodbye’ to people I won’t see for a long time. Wierd feeling.
It’s extra-strange since I’ve never been the one to leave. High-school graduation: I stayed in town for college. College graduation: I stayed in town to work on new projects. This time around I waited until as many people as possible got back into town – and then I’m leaving.
As well-traveled as I am, I’ve never lived outside of my hometown. I find this vaguely amusing in hindsight. I think more than anything that is my next adventure. Sure the training will be fun, the climate change and the people; but breaking the bonds to my childhood will the most ‘adventurous’ thing I do.
I’m already aware of it. It’s a subtle thing for the most part – a gentle tint that’s shading everything around me. I’ve started to realize some of the things that I’ll miss – and a lot of the things that I won’t. It kind of feels like I’ve just woken up from a nap in the middle of the day – perpetually.
I’d describe that feeling a bit better – I really want to – but my efforts to write it out have failed miserably. I’m not a writer, well, I can’t free-write or express myself very well in words (this is why I got into movement instead). I had a couple of really great images that came to mind, but my imagination is completely five-dimensional. There is no way I can write them down and make sense out of them.
The closest I can get at this point is to put up a couple songs that I’ve been listening to lately. Think of these as soundtracks to the scenes I just mentioned.
The songs are all from the same band: The Normals. Enjoy.
And since I’m feeling demi-serious about all this, the five dimensions are: vertical, horizontal, sagittal, time, & emotion/thought.
Don’t think about it too hard.
Well, I have been (in)directly confirmed (several times!) as a PUSH Physical Theatre intern for this next year.
This is significant feat as the whole process has been shrouded in layers of secrecy, bureaucracy, and extended vacations. Also a double attempt to join the circus.
I now have incontrovertible proof that the director expects me up in Rochester, NY by Oct 2. So, I’ll be leaving Mississippi within a week or two to head north. I don’t know the exact time because I still have to figure out my housing situation. As soon as something works out, I’m gone.
If anyone believes they are somewhere between Jackson and Rochester, let me know and I’ll see if I can’t at least wave at you from the fast lane.
I’ve often felt like I’m eternally asking the questions ‘why’ and ‘how’ as an artist. I’ve usually been told to figure that out for myself. I thought of it this way:
I’m learning math. My teacher introduces me to the idea of curves being mathematical. I naturally ask ‘Why?’ and ‘How?’. My teacher then hands me a graphing calculator and shows me how to work the ‘sine’ button. I have no idea what a ‘sine’ is, but it answers my questions.
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Hi folks! Thanks for coming to visit my site. I’ll be adding a lot of content in the next few days/weeks, since I just got this running. Many thanks to Chad Miller for being super-amazing and putting all of this together for me!
I’ll be adding videos and pictures soon, along with my various resumes. I’ll also begin a blog that will (hopefully) include a lot of the visual items that help describe what I do, or am thinking of.
Later!