Sing a song of forgetting… and lets remember the things that where…

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Snow birds don’t stop flying or Halloweenie!!!
Snow begins to settle into our minds as the first white, wispy, wonders fall through the sky and collect on my door step. The clear, crispy, cadence, a “pit a pat” on the street gently reminds me to pull up my collar and to push my mittens on. I recently took some time to reflect back on the past two years, and take my show bibles down from their dusty covered exile on the top shelf of the closet. With the rustling of ansi-e sized paper I look back at my designs, plots, and drafting’s. I am looking at my thought process, and hoping for inspiration to spark me into my next throws of creative passion. I will be lighting my

It starts with a boy and a boy and a huh and a game; or strike with dykes at the BCA…
First of all, happy national coming out day to all of my GLBTQ friends out in the inter-verse, I do truly believe equality will find itself to America, and a day is dawning where we all can be free to have the same protections and allocations under the law. As a resident of the fine state of Massachusetts I already have seen this change happen. Every day we blaze a trail weather how we interact with a neighbor or a person on a bus, too taking cases of discrimination to the Supreme Court. Our actions are felt around the country. I have always been active in the GLBTQ community and I find its innovati

A haunted hay ride, or hot Celtic cross buns
Well fall has gripped me, with a chill that is unmistakable. Smoking a clove lying out on my back porch looking at the veiled moonlight I feel more and more like Emily Dickenson, save I am not a shut in, and my lap top is my pen and papers. Still I feel somewhat as if I am locked away in a far off attic watching life move around me. The delicious darkness that is winter spreads its Eire blanket over me, and I am ready to open Arsenic and Old lace. I am having I suppose a moment of weakness. I am very comfortable right now, but I wonder what is ahead of me. Where is my career going? I am thankful for the

You see everything and your still here… OR FOCUS IS TOMORROW!!!
The lovely rainy time that is the change of guards from summer to winner. As the drizzle sets in I unloaded a truck with Erik and Joel. We moved the parts of the beast into the theatre. Hung 55 fixtures, cabled, colored, and wrung out the system in less than seven hours. So we did roughly a light every 7 minutes. My show has loaded into the black box, and I sit and wait to see if the actors will have as smooth a transition as I did. While programming the light console, I stopped to think about the interconnection of the micro processor. We designed a piece of technology which operates as one being, but

A sleepy Hallow; or what happens when you are not looking.
I have made it into my new apartment, along the way there were a lot of things I cast off just like the trees which are shaking the orange flecked plumage that once made them so tall and proud. Moving for me turned into a wonderful game of precious not precious, I was able to part with many items I had been carrying with me for years! Items, images, and thingamabobers strun across the floor, I felt briefly that I was drowning in my own collection of randomness. Subsequently I have now arrived, a few blocks from the now quiet and dormant townhouse I sit in a cream colored room with my blue bed and full star curtain surround.