A character is the heaviest burden in the world to carry. It’s someone that sometimes thinks and moves and feels things that you have absolutely no reference for, that you need to empathize with and cater for and allow to move through you. That always creates some room for some awkward moments, for the performer that is figuring out how someone else can move in their body, and for the director, who almost always sees something get to someone in a serious way. I’ve dealt with a lot of folks who have personal issues that they were afraid to reveal, or had some hangups about revealing too much of themselves in a character or getting into a character that was so far removed. I’ve had people cry big bad tears in the middle of rehearsals and not be able to truly stop crying until the entire play was over. And I’ve as of recently, had some folks who couldn’t make a single step into character. Continue reading
If you’re a friend or even decent acquaintance of mine, you would know that the above t-shirt is actually my favorite article of clothing in the entire world. My brother and I helped come up with the slogan when I was planning an activist event in 2010, and since then I’ve worn this baby a couple hundred times. I’ve even asked the organization I was working for to make more, just so I can buy another one.
And because I sometimes have violent bouts of either activism of douchebaggery, I sometimes where it in social situations where it is unusual, ironic, or just plain controversial. I’ve gone to churches with it. I’ve deliberately worn it to hang out with homophobes. I’ve taught classes at a faith-based secondary school with it on.
I’ve even gone to rehearsals for a Christian play with it on. Continue reading
They say is the devils themselves that make our bodies…that they does see our souls, bright and beautiful, gliding down from Heaven to touch the earth powerfully, and grab them. Snatch them up before they reach, and sew their flesh around the spirit. Yuh see, is only our soul is in God image and likeness, eh…loving and compassionate and forever, like he is. But the flesh, it doh look like him at all. Pain stays on it, and it does want death. Pleasure teases it, and it does lust after all sorts of things not good for it. The devils does put us in these vessels, make them feel every single thing, until they can’t feel their soul anymore, and they think it no longer exists. And then the flesh gets spoiled, and it rots…and takes the soul with it.
– Eutrice, a character from ‘Body = Barrier’
So, I’m writing a play called Body = Barrier. It’s not my very first play-writing stint, but it’s definitely the one I’ve taken the most seriously. Part of the reason for that is because I think it’s just a beautiful idea for a play that I would Love to be able to put on stage myself. The other reason is because the play itself is one of a long line of spiritual revelations that I’ve had over the past few months that have come out of nowhere at hit me like a ton of bricks… Continue reading