Love of the Arts

  
Sometimes spending time with my mom is a delight. She raised me to love the arts do it was only right that we go see Complexion together. She watched in awe as the dancers glide across the stage with movement that made her remember when I us to want to dance. She loved the interaction the sequence of movements and she had her eyes open for the entire show. How can I forget where my love for arts come from when she still loves them the same. 

Why Not??

   
Here I am with a need for a cup of coffee and since noon hearing the great sounds of a parade was clanging the entire time. For me this was an odd sound in the hood but as she said allen this ain’t the hood anymore. I walk out the door to be greeted by countless numbers of people standing around some in costume others assisting in putting on or setting up the bands straps for a long march.

 
I’m just some kid from philly and to say I’ve seen a Panamanian Parade before in the hood would be a lie but why haven’t I? It was a beautiful site people gathered as far as the eye can see speaking there native tongue waving the Panamanian flag with hues to match the pride of the people. 

  
In the mist of all of this, I finally made it to a shop lined with a lot of people inside taking in the moments on the street noticing the dances, the twirling batons, the high stepping and even the man dressed as a devil. One small cup and on my way back to the home I couldn’t help but think of the many parades we do have in philly but often they are down town or along the parkway. My guess it’s to show that we are a city of diversity but why is it that can’t be shown in north philly or Germantown or west philly is there a fear that people may see these neighborhoods as places worth staying worth visiting or it that the city its self just has a fear that they want to hold to until gentrification has made its way and then and only then will we no longer wonder why not..

A Fulfilled Destiny 

  
I felt like my life was overjoyed a few weeks ago. I never thought that moment would happen when seeing someone that helped direct you to this art upon the stage can impact you more than ever. His interaction with his audience was one long to cherish, his need to be with the people as one was cherished, his need to stop and talk was cherished, and at some point I felt like he just wanted to be one of us. In most cases people would have probably had wanted to see him doing poetry funny thing is I appreciate him as an artist I understand his need to speak and many times for as an artist to be limitless is where we should all be. He said to travel see the world speak to someone in a different language a different land in that to me was about me finding the wholeness in my journey. I don’t know maybe this is that for filled a moment where his words were not just to be spoken but to be heard and for me I hear down the question becomes when will I act on these actions instead of taking them as a passive moment because again how I’m I supposed to be if I cannot for fill my own destiny. Thank you Saul 

Memorable night with an icon 

  

Yesterday was a good day as Temple University hosted a sit down with playwright/poet and author Ntzaka Shang and Oz Scott about the creation of For Colored Girls the stage play. It was very inspirational and warming as you hear the story and understood the joy in making it. Producer/ director Lee Richardson was the host and poet/playwright professor Tamikka Williams presented her with a plaque from the mayor to celebrate the 40 year anniversary of the play. 

A Drummers Hymn 

 

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A drummers hymn will always bring life to you 

a drummers hymn will always bring life to you 

Listen to the beat as it resides in you 

Listen to your ancestors as they talk to you

A drummers hymn will always bring life into you 

A drummers hymn will always bring life into you 

Listen to the cry of children coming through 

Listen as your people make a war cries

They are crying 

Little girls are crying 

As they scream in anger still wondering why someone wanted to burn them behind church walls 

Listen as little boys cry out to you 

He wonders why they hung him when he did nothing special all

Listen to the drum 

Their spiritual is dance rides callus tips

Listen to the percussion as it is the little voices asking why 

Listen as its tap are little voices wondering why 

A drummers hymn will always bring life to you 

A drummers hymn will always bring life to you 

Listen to the beat as it resides in you 

Listen to your ancestors as they talk through you

Dedication

Dedication goes a long way I. This business we call entertainment. For many it’s about being able to say I’m an actor or I’m a producer that they look for the oooohhhs and aaahhs of others to validate there involvement. Consequently what they aren’t paying attention to is that some people are actually watching what he or she is doing, how much work they are putting I to the craft, how they handle this as a job and not a game. To be in the entertainment business is to truly understand that none of this comes easy, fast or free. What must be understood is all eyes are on the best and with that it only gets you I to the next project of this… Business(think).

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The Stage

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There is nothing like being in front of an audience
For many of us this is the place where we fill alive
Find ourselves able to breath for the first time
Able to speak our mind
No longer hold your tongue
Let the worries go
Allow your thoughts to flow
This is that place where reliving stories gives you a chance to rebirth moments
There is nothing like the stage
Catching the applause of the crowd
Looking out to them and realizing
This is your moment
Your time
Your second
To let people see the real you
There is nothing like being in front of an audience
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