THE PERFORMER

 

THE PERFORMER

Did anyone else notice that?

Did anyone else notice it?

Did anyone else notice the fear in ITS eyes?

I’m not sure if IT’S sure if IT knows

whether or not IT feels like IT’S doing me a disservice

anymore…

I wonder if the audience cares anymore

I wonder if they know which were the laughing moments

and which were the truths

It’s all in the subtlety of an eyelash

It’s all in the quick exhale and inhale of breath

It’s all in the way IT can’t hold my gaze for very long

Quicker to shed material, than to think of something different -

beyond ITS scope…

To think of potential, to dream of hope…

To misread my wide eyes for innocence

IT shows me how much IT hates me and loves me all at once.

IT lays ITS orifice on another

IT begs me to watch

to see how ugly and awful and thoughtless IT is…

to see how much a heart can break at ITS expense

to see how long I’ll stay, if I’ll stay…

It’s like a test I didn’t prepare for but should’ve known was coming.

IT shoos me away for that’s the only thing IT knows how to do

IT feels odd at the compassion IT was given, IT hadn’t seen that in awhile

IT remembers it as a strange sensation that made IT comfortable once

and IT even longed for IT sometimes, still

but year surpasses year and IT’S getting older

and more self-righteous and more set in ITS ways…

or at least that’s the excuse IT gives to ITSELF.

Love is a concept not accepted by IT anymore…

Passionless lust is all IT knows and can vouch for

and no doe-eyed depressive can change that.

The world is a stage

and not meant for the unglamorous weak

Any seasoned professional can tell you that.

8/30/2014 8:10AM

Sarah

Here are some weird ballpoint pen sketches that should probably be turned into prints and/or covers of zines…

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RI Film Festival

I had a blast volunteering for the 2014 edition of the Rhode Island International Film Festival. It was a great opportunity to see some of the best new short and feature length films from around the world.

Here are a list of just some of my favorites. Go check them out and support independent film making!

CON QUIÉN SUEÑA BERTA? (Spain) 

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Je suis Une Actrice (France)

Showfolk

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Sinners

Nous sommes tous des êtres penchés (France) 

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So I was just made aware that there are photos from July's Fluxus Funeral. Yeah, it actually happened people. Here's proof...

So I was just made aware that there are photos from July’s Fluxus Funeral. Yeah, it actually happened people. Here’s proof…

 

I consider myself to be infinitely curious and therefore I often push myself beyond my comfort level to try something new and see what happens. This was one of those times.

 

Our small part in all of this: our piece entitled: “When Your Luck Runs Out On You”

ORIGINAL CONCEPT: “The Inspiration:  A co-worker tragically lost her battle to cancer just over the weekend + I’ve been visiting a lot of bingo halls lately with my Mama, her friend, and a bunch of old people (I won 9 dollars once!) =

When your luck runs out / When luck really has nothing to do with it / Death is inevitable
This culminates into a really really brief performance piece! The audience is given bingo cards, Adrienne “Strawberry Moon” will read the numbers out over the microphone. A clip of a noisy bingo hall will play over the speakers. Meanwhile in the center a man will sit on a chair. I will kneel beside him, blindfolded, with a bingo marker. Every time she calls out a number I will mark his body. Someone is guaranteed to win (but at what expense?). When the audience member yells out, “Bingo!” the man will clutch his heart and collapse. The winner will be given a piece of strawberry rhubarb pie. This will take all of five minutes or less.”
AMENDMENTS: Dorian King fills in for Adrienne Jones as bingo caller, smiley face stickers replace bingo marker.

 

 

“If you are interested in taking music lessons, you have come to the right place! Tim Aznavour is now offering private lessons in various styles of music including rock, pop, jazz and classical to guitarists of all abilities.

Whether you’re interested in classical guitar lessons for your child or are an adult trying to pick up the guitar again, you will fit right in at Tim Aznavour’s studio.” (timaznavour.com) 

 

NIGHT FLEA

Scenes from last night’s NIGHT FLEA at 95 Empire:

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Many thanks to Like No Udder for stopping by with delicious vegan treats, Jim from Infectious Fun Toys for providing food and laughs, and everybody else for just being there.

(Unless they’re those fancy automatic sliding doors but that’s not the point, really…)

In today’s economy, everybody’s pinching their pennies and looking for solutions. It’s quite the hustle and ya’ve gotta do what ya’ve gotta do! Thankfully, we are fortunate to live in a society filled with so many philosophical voices (i.e. Rihanna, Ms. Couric) to advise us with our career goals. Female specimens of today can be anything, do anything, and eat anything/nothing that they want! We can be strippers, CEOs, professional toilet bowl cleaners…The sky’s the limit! Remember, whatever you end up doing, you just have to want it enough.

Music: “Money On My Mind” by Sam Smith

When life gives you lemons, point out the “baby ones.” (The half and half one is like me, awwwww).

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 “TEMPLE OF REGRESSION”

WE BROKE EACH OTHER’S HEARTS

YOU AND I

WE DON’T LIVE

EXTENDED GLAMOUROUS LIVES

THE ONES WE THOUGHT

WE WERE OWED BY THIS TIME

MY JAW’S BROKEN

AND NOTHING COMES EASILY…

YOU THINK I DON’T

REALLY EXIST

AND I’M COMPLETELY

DISCONNECTED…

DON’T EXPECT ME

TO EXPLOIT THOSE VERY FEW

FOR THE SAKE OF ART…

IF I’M NO GOOD,

I’M NO GOOD

I’M GETTING TIRED OF TRYING.

HOW MANY BLOWS TO ONE’S EGO

CAN ONE PERSON TAKE?

HOW MANY REJECTIONS

CAN ONE SOUL RECEIVE?…

BEFORE INTEREST

AND DOLLARS

AND YOUTH

AND ENTHUSIASM

AND SPIRIT

START TO WANE?

WE BROKE EACH OTHER’S

HEARTS

YOU AND I…

AM 7/28/2014

7/26/2014: We spent Saturday morning with the EMS Associates (the school for training EMT professionals), located in Providence, RI – friends played alcoholic party-goers, stabbing victims, etc. while I provided my makeup and camera services. Look at what I did to these poor souls!

 

Saturday night premiered “Death to Strawberry Moon” and a live performance as well at 95 Empire’s Black Box Theater. Check out “Death” here, without all the Mario Cart beepings and buzzings…

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