I didn’t attend this particular Restaurant Review. I went to the DC Solo Performance Lab with Laura Zam. There will be a performance on March 16th at the DC Arts Center located in Adams Morgan. This is some hard work, writing and performing this piece. Hard, but necessary. Last week, I sat in the New Orleans Cafe, eating Alligator Gumbo and editing articles. I didn’t want to do the work, but it got done. Deadlines for both the Magazine of Yoga and the Performance Lab were right on top of each other, and I didn’t have time to whine about it. Produce, produce, produce. Life can wait. Feelings can wait. Do the work. Do it now.I am scared it won’t be good enough. Do it anyway.I don’t want to be laughed at.Do it anyway.What if I misrepresent what I am really trying to say?Do it anyway.The following list is the negative side of what can stop us from producing artistically. We (a group of students, plus Kat Lissard and Jim Sparrell) created this list during a workshop called “Write to Think” at Goddard College.
I think, during my dinner at the cafe last Wednesday, 35% of the list tried to attach itself to what I was doing. Who am I to write for a living? How dare I question the authority I claim to respect? I can’t even make a scant 100,000.00 a year as a best selling author/singer/actor, who I am to say things like, “I know”… I am such a dork for talking about making money doing this stuff! How unrealistic!But I kept writing. I finished first one, then the other assignment I set myself to finish. I didn’t feel like I conquered the world, but I passed my own test. Can I write against the doubts that try to make me stop? My faith says yes. I am a writer. I am a singer. I am an artist. I am going to continue this journey I have started to its glorious end.I can, have, and will do this work.
| Yours truly as Mary Wells in”The Motown Journey” |
This loverly couple came to the February Restaurant review at House of Dynasty, and the way they talked about their remodeled basement, made me start seedlings of thought about the home that I would someday like to have. I want to be sure that there is a guest bedroom or two so I could have random Goddard College weekend retreats with friends, whether or not you have, are, or will ever attend Goddard.
I could see us kicking soccer balls around, using huge words, and making intellectual connections. Then laughing at ourselves and holding impromptu cabarets. Hmmm, perhaps my backyard should be large enough to put an open theatre in it. I would so love Mary Abrams to dance there! Bernard and DawN could perform Crossing Into Presence for intimate audiences and talk about. Or Slyboots, Amanda, and Scott could all come and play drums. I could put up a projector and watching documentaries by Kao, holding workshops by Joanna or Caryn.
The possibilities are endless, and connected.
And the food… Where is MJ? Ashley could make a gaggle of brownies, and write about it. So could Tameka, or Abbey.
Let’s dream that one into reality shall we?

I still don’t remember this picture, but I can truly say that it is an honest representation of my Graduate School experience thus far… which INCLUDES all the mental spelunking, HARD work,and prayer I need to get through each project. Transformative Language Arts Practitioners brave a lot of uncharted ground, and I am humbled by my G1 Advisor Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg for starting this new blog where we may learn and grow in this new practice.
