Wednesday, February 28, 2007
A Foundation of Transformation
Gently, quietly with a primordial certitude, the river travels through Old Town. It has done so long before there was a city and possibly will long after. But we never doubt its constance and its presence. We take it for granted, we travel by without a glance, we subtly accept its gentle touch, while failing to express our gratitude.
That is how our dear friend traveled the streets and built the vision of Old Town. He did not roar and thump his chest. He simply, quietly and passionately encouraged the dream that the area could become. He let flow his generosity and kindness, not for it to be recognized but so that it could nurture and feed the embers of hope, community, art and friendship. He fed us from a well which always seemed deeper and never once seemed to be diminished. He cultivated, with an imperceptible touch, the dreams of others and made them the dreams of his home and community.
Yet often we simply took for granted his monumental, quiet support and kindness. We felt and knew that his presence made things better and gave us wing to fly even higher. We didn't need to look to know that he would be the first cheering our pursuit or consoling our failures. He was ever there to be a base from which to leap and explore.
Robert, this does little to explain how much you have done for me, our community and Old Town, but I hope you hear our voices raised in thanks for having known you in our lives. You have made my life better for knowing a truly gentle, kind and giving person and hoping that some day I could measure up to such a standard. You have given us a community that we will endeavor to make worthy of your dreams.
That is how our dear friend traveled the streets and built the vision of Old Town. He did not roar and thump his chest. He simply, quietly and passionately encouraged the dream that the area could become. He let flow his generosity and kindness, not for it to be recognized but so that it could nurture and feed the embers of hope, community, art and friendship. He fed us from a well which always seemed deeper and never once seemed to be diminished. He cultivated, with an imperceptible touch, the dreams of others and made them the dreams of his home and community.
Yet often we simply took for granted his monumental, quiet support and kindness. We felt and knew that his presence made things better and gave us wing to fly even higher. We didn't need to look to know that he would be the first cheering our pursuit or consoling our failures. He was ever there to be a base from which to leap and explore.
Robert, this does little to explain how much you have done for me, our community and Old Town, but I hope you hear our voices raised in thanks for having known you in our lives. You have made my life better for knowing a truly gentle, kind and giving person and hoping that some day I could measure up to such a standard. You have given us a community that we will endeavor to make worthy of your dreams.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Something Wicked This Way Sends
It's almost time.
Time for Kevin and I to see if this weird little collection of ideas will be of any interest to anyone else.
We've been lucky so far, because we're blessed with a cast that is fearless and always up for something new. Course that also means that they may not be the best gauge of whether the show is fun. They are all a little off in de coconut.
Inspite all of the trepidation, Fatal Error is ready to make its debut on the Creole stage February 23. Though not without hiccups.
Just this week, Kevin Knights experienced a second bizarro experience and was clipped by a CATA bus. So, he is going to be recuperating a bit and won't make the first weekend. I say second, because if you'll recall we were in tech week for Lake of Fire and Kevin launched himself over the handle bars of his bike and broke a wee bit that week too. So, the next show he's in, we're going to hire a pillow detail that is to surround him at all times and cushion any potential impacts he might encounter.
Luckily for us, we had Allan Ross around and he is stepping up to fill Kevin's very large shoes. It certainly has added even more spice to the always stressful tech week.
In the past you've heard me rhapsodize about building a rapport and working with a corps of people from show to show. While I still appreciate and love building that working short hand, I must say it has been a pleasant surprise to work with some new folks.
As a person with little or no discernible, marketable or useful talent, I'm always astounded by people who do have such things. This show, I've had a chance to be doubley surprised. First, due to scheduling problems our usual tech support wasn't there, but through an open call we've been fortunate enough to have Charles volunteer. Not only is he amazingly just competent, but his expertise in computers floored me. At the point that he casually noted he wrote a program to run the sound cues "this morning", I knew we were blessed and that I was in awe. My second wonderful surprise came from Ana and Erin as our costumers. They've not only been remarkable in their innovating, they've really embraced the bizarre nature of this show and come up with what could be one of the most troubling images (don't worry I won't spoil it).
Well, I have no great close for this, except to say....
"See you at the Creole!"
Time for Kevin and I to see if this weird little collection of ideas will be of any interest to anyone else.
We've been lucky so far, because we're blessed with a cast that is fearless and always up for something new. Course that also means that they may not be the best gauge of whether the show is fun. They are all a little off in de coconut.
Inspite all of the trepidation, Fatal Error is ready to make its debut on the Creole stage February 23. Though not without hiccups.
Just this week, Kevin Knights experienced a second bizarro experience and was clipped by a CATA bus. So, he is going to be recuperating a bit and won't make the first weekend. I say second, because if you'll recall we were in tech week for Lake of Fire and Kevin launched himself over the handle bars of his bike and broke a wee bit that week too. So, the next show he's in, we're going to hire a pillow detail that is to surround him at all times and cushion any potential impacts he might encounter.
Luckily for us, we had Allan Ross around and he is stepping up to fill Kevin's very large shoes. It certainly has added even more spice to the always stressful tech week.
In the past you've heard me rhapsodize about building a rapport and working with a corps of people from show to show. While I still appreciate and love building that working short hand, I must say it has been a pleasant surprise to work with some new folks.
As a person with little or no discernible, marketable or useful talent, I'm always astounded by people who do have such things. This show, I've had a chance to be doubley surprised. First, due to scheduling problems our usual tech support wasn't there, but through an open call we've been fortunate enough to have Charles volunteer. Not only is he amazingly just competent, but his expertise in computers floored me. At the point that he casually noted he wrote a program to run the sound cues "this morning", I knew we were blessed and that I was in awe. My second wonderful surprise came from Ana and Erin as our costumers. They've not only been remarkable in their innovating, they've really embraced the bizarre nature of this show and come up with what could be one of the most troubling images (don't worry I won't spoil it).
Well, I have no great close for this, except to say....
"See you at the Creole!"
