the best thing ever for an artist

5 09 2012

As an artist, I make art.  Then, people look at my art….or in my case, watch my art or read my art.  Then, sometimes they will say things about my art.  Artists like it when people say things about their art.  It means that the art moved them enough to make them want to say something.  Sometimes, people will even say things about the art to the artist.  This is typically pretty exciting for the artist.  There are times that people will say nice things about the art.  The artist loves this.  There are other times when people say mean things about the art.  Some artists hate this.  Some artists love this, because their art still moved someone to feel something.  Then there are times when people tell the artist that the art was exactly how they felt and that they are amazed that the artist pulled out the art that was hidden in the hearts and the minds of the people looking at the art and put it up for everyone to see.  It’s a special thing when people tell the artist that they see themselves in the art.  And as an artist, hearing that is always my favorite.





Recipe for Writing a Show

30 03 2012

Writing a show is:

1 part inspiration

1 part discipline

2 parts putting your insides on the page

1 part playing Scrabble on facebook

If you’re going to try to double that last one, you better double the whole damn recipe.

 

 





Some fruits of my labor comin’ up this Saturday….

27 03 2012

I told a friend recently that I was writing my next one-woman show.  She asked me about my process.  I’m not really sure what my process is.  I think I’m still figuring it out.  I can tell you what my process feels like.  It feels like my process is:

announce to everyone I’m writing my next show

sit down to write

notice dust on bookshelves

clean entire apartment

sit down to write

realize I haven’t eaten

go to store

buy interesting bulk items I’ve never tried before

clean out pretty jars and fill them with Himalayan Red Rice or Black Japonica Rice

spend hours playing around with new recipes

eat

sit down to write

call my mom ’cause it’s been a while since we talked

do dishes

sit down to write

gaze out the window at the park

go to the park

sit down to write

update blog

Surprisingly, I have actually gotten some writing done.  In fact, I’ll be performing a short piece this Saturday with The Kates in Lincoln Square!  You should come.  Check out all of the funny folks who will be performing that night–hosted by Kelise Huff!

Kendra Stevens
Sapna Kumar
Bethany Remely
Cynthia Levin
Natalie Jose
Amanda Rountree
Rhea Butcher
Amy Sumpter





Process

15 01 2012

So now that the holidays have tapered off a bit (the cards have stopped coming, my stocking dark chocolates have been eaten, and I’ve watched all of the corny Christmas movies available online), I’ve begun to finally buckle down and write my next show.  It’s something that’s been floating around in my head for a few months now, but I really started typing stuff out this past week.

This also means that when sitting down to get some serious work done on my next show, I have gained heightened awareness of my surroundings.  For example, there’s some dust in the corner behind that painting.  And why have I gone so long in this world without taking the time to make a good, old-fashioned pot of homemade lentil soup?  My books should be better organized.  The blinds are crooked.  There are some old emails I need to respond to.  My afghans on my quilt rack aren’t folded the right way.  I should clean the bathroom.   I need to research and find that obscure quote from that one movie and post it to my friend’s wall.  How long does it take spit to freeze when it’s this cold?  My walls are too blank.  I should hang more art.  I should make more art, so that I can hang it.  I love this song.  You know what would be fun?  I should come up with a little dance routine for this song.  I need to learn Spanish.

Alright, so my floor has been swept and mopped.  My stove is clean.  My music selection has been organized.  I even responded to those facebook inbox messages that I never look at.  All I have to do now is write my show.

After I post a little update on my blog….