So, staying busy is definitely working out for me.
Currently I have my lighting and special effects work with Arts Alive's production of Les Miserable. Such a good, impacting show. I'm actually thankful to be a part of it. I hope my design is to everyone's liking and it serves to strengthen the show. I like doing lighting jobs. It's difficult and I feel like I have something of a knack for it. Although, I am getting a little burned out on it. This is my fifth show this season.
Aside from that I've got to get things prepped for my Shakespeare camp this summer. After that I'm directing a teen production of A Comedy of Errors. I like directing. It gives my visualization ability a good work out. The camp should be fun, as well. I do enjoy teaching. Especially to these kids who want to be there, who want to hear what I have to say. Not that I think I'm god's gift to theatre or anything, but I do feel I have some knowledge to impart.
Perception is in post and looking good. I'm excited to see it and I hope it's the first of many films I'll direct.
And probably the biggest news of all right now...I was cast as Dr. Horrible in the Plaid Player's summer production of Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog. Woo-freakin-hoo. I cannot emphasize enough how excited I am. It's been a year since I've been on a stage, so that's exciting in and of itself, but the fact that it's a musical that I thoroughly enjoy just makes it that much better. Also, I'll be designing and building a lot of special props for the show, which is always a blast. And to top it all, the proceeds go to charity for Tornado relief. Can't beat that. I like using my talents to bring joy into people's lives and now I get to do that times two.
I love staying busy. I love my work.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Nauseous
I preface this with a warning: If you are A.) a devout Christian and B.) a friend of mine; these statement are rather incendiary and could quite possibly be a friendship shattering insult. If you continue to read, please keep an open mind and know that I am full of nothing but love of Honor and Wisdom.
Osama Bin Laden is dead. A man reviled and feared by the public. A man blamed for so much, and so much deserved, I'll admit. Someone who brought so much pain into more lives than any of us probably know. The terrorist who had a profound impact on the foreign policy decisions of this past decade. He is dead and gone from this plane.
He did bad things and he paid for it.
Now...I am ashamed, disgusted, and saddened beyond belief that so many of my acquaintances, friends even, would say 'Thank God' at this. Don't get me wrong, he was a bad man, no doubts there, but to 'Thank God' for the death of another human being? Why not ask God 'Why?'
Hatred...hatred is an affliction. A serious affliction that will consume and distort individuals worse than any cancer can. Hatred is suffering, not only on those who are on the receiving end of that hatred but those who are filled with it. It is a poison. They are suffering. Afflicted by an all consuming feeling that they cannot control, for one reason or another. Now, I know some of you reading this will look at that remark and scoff, but I seriously doubt anyone, ANYONE, can honestly say to me that they've never been all consumed by some feeling or another at some point in there life. Feeling something so deep that it takes complete control of you. Be it a joyful feeling, or depression, or jealousy, or any of the shades of emotion from the broad spectrum we humans feel. I recall have feelings so strong for a girl in my life that when we broke up I literally could not eat for two weeks. Ended up in the hospital. This man was consumed by his feelings and it turned him into a despicable, deplorable, deviant thing and now he is dead. And you know my feelings? I'm not thanking God....I am praying...PRAYING with all the power of my blood, that this man, this man who was a fellow human riddled with an emotional disease, be released from his suffering.
Thanking God for the death of a person, however terrible their deeds, is disgusting and I pray that those who give in to this rise up from their base ignorance and learn to forgive and look on all with loving hearts and minds. This is the only way we can rise up as a people. Peace and Love, even to those who are full of hate...they need it more than anyone.
Sig Jera. Sig Wunjo. Sig Sowilo.
Not in an attempt to propagate my rantings, but if you agree with these thoughts, please share them. Knowledge is powerful stuff.
Osama Bin Laden is dead. A man reviled and feared by the public. A man blamed for so much, and so much deserved, I'll admit. Someone who brought so much pain into more lives than any of us probably know. The terrorist who had a profound impact on the foreign policy decisions of this past decade. He is dead and gone from this plane.
He did bad things and he paid for it.
Now...I am ashamed, disgusted, and saddened beyond belief that so many of my acquaintances, friends even, would say 'Thank God' at this. Don't get me wrong, he was a bad man, no doubts there, but to 'Thank God' for the death of another human being? Why not ask God 'Why?'
Hatred...hatred is an affliction. A serious affliction that will consume and distort individuals worse than any cancer can. Hatred is suffering, not only on those who are on the receiving end of that hatred but those who are filled with it. It is a poison. They are suffering. Afflicted by an all consuming feeling that they cannot control, for one reason or another. Now, I know some of you reading this will look at that remark and scoff, but I seriously doubt anyone, ANYONE, can honestly say to me that they've never been all consumed by some feeling or another at some point in there life. Feeling something so deep that it takes complete control of you. Be it a joyful feeling, or depression, or jealousy, or any of the shades of emotion from the broad spectrum we humans feel. I recall have feelings so strong for a girl in my life that when we broke up I literally could not eat for two weeks. Ended up in the hospital. This man was consumed by his feelings and it turned him into a despicable, deplorable, deviant thing and now he is dead. And you know my feelings? I'm not thanking God....I am praying...PRAYING with all the power of my blood, that this man, this man who was a fellow human riddled with an emotional disease, be released from his suffering.
Thanking God for the death of a person, however terrible their deeds, is disgusting and I pray that those who give in to this rise up from their base ignorance and learn to forgive and look on all with loving hearts and minds. This is the only way we can rise up as a people. Peace and Love, even to those who are full of hate...they need it more than anyone.
Sig Jera. Sig Wunjo. Sig Sowilo.
Not in an attempt to propagate my rantings, but if you agree with these thoughts, please share them. Knowledge is powerful stuff.
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