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July 1st, 2012

34.27 @ 03:15 am




sometimes I feel alright
I'm doing the best I can
and it's ok

but there's a whole lot
of "not ideal" going on
then someone hysterically calling my whole character into question
at a rare moment I wasn't doubting it myself
the histrionics makes me wonder

I saw this play tonight
Git Along Lil Doggies
by Laboratory Theater
I found it entirely exciting
yes, I'd seen it before a few years ago
they were doing three shows of it this weekend at The Wooster Group's Performing Garage
I saw the last one. . .
I assumed it would be Packed!
It may have been half full

but I loved all the cleverness
the beauty
"the cameo of poetry"
Turning books into theatrical storytelling
the words, gestures, actions and bodies in movement. . .

rare to see things like this
but then
most people wouldn't enjoy it
most of the test is taken from William S Burroughs later trilogy
which l, as I was told by his editor, was a non-linear mess of writing that he edited into assemblances of stories
they, on stage, had nods to narrative
but it was character and feeling thrown through circumstances that sometimes built on sections of previous . . .
but not exactly narrative

it's fine if you're accustomed (and enjoy) "cut-up"

i wish I could get a room full of people to enjoy witnessing a performance

it's a bit ugly and crude too
but very well done

and we went from there to see
Beasts of the Southern Wild
which totally fucking exploded me
admittedly
I had eaten one of my truffles before the theater
so I was pretty floaty when I landed in the movie
second row
so close I couldn't wear my glasses
a steep angle, so close I pretended it was IMAX

I loved how they presented people that, in my bourgeois upbringing, would instantly be dismissed as trash
trash people
the movie set up hands that to you
even with the title
these people are beasts

and the film proves them as beasts
but proves them also as humans
almost archetypes of the entirety of humanity
while showing them as a rare breed as well

and that little kid actress was fucking amazing

the film was terrifying and beautiful and heart wrenching
ugly, blurry, messy
orchestrated
Art

but not an art film

had a few moments to roll the eyes at
but were easily forgivable for me

we came home
trains and trains and trains
but home
and I fiddled about a bit

problems downtown
aren't problems here

the faulty hard drive works fine here.
fine.

the trouble with the ticket was eliminated for free

there is still love and appreciation around
some so near
some vague and distant
but very real

what did I say today?
I WILL TRUST MYSELF
do you ever doubt your mind or heart?
I think doubt is healthy
or used to
I want to trust myself First
so I can trust humanity First
in specifics and general
with space for doubt
but no feeling of necessity

hey,
it's good to want

 
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From:(Anonymous)
Date:July 2nd, 2012 01:16 am (UTC)
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Dominic, just be. Like the leaves on the vine in your photo. Like the raspberrys on the beach. It is good to want? Or is that why we are never happy. Wont, want and be wanted, perhaps there is completion in that. And the reference to the vine and your name is unintention.

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