Introduction
Come with me, as we travel back in time… To a day, long, long ago, in 1982. I was about 9 years old, living with my parents on a lake in the valleys below Mt. Rainer in Washington State. My mother and I were in the sitting room/library, just off the master bedroom. It was late morning on a Sunday. We had had breakfast, and the light was muted... [Read more...]
I am lonely.
I can say it. I am lonely. You know, I’ve never heard a woman say these words to me before. It’s something I believe we all go through, but we don’t like to stay in that feeling, and I’ve witnessed countless methods by women to scurry out of the arena called Loneliness. Some of them have been constructive. Most of them, not... [Read more...]
Punk Tango
I saw this “Punk” twist on Tango from Tomasz Mielnicki and J.T. Damalas. Music by Roisin Murphy – Ramalama (Bang Bang). I couldn’t believe the mod feel to this, or the light acrobatic cherry on top of the heat of the tango. An excellent interpretation and combination! punk tango-If I could do this, I would call it a good day. Read More →
Parasols!
Parasols, parasols. All I ever THINK about these days is my best friend’s new BABY!! (Welcome! You smell good (I’m assuming, haven’t met you yet in person)! You are so cute! and you have the coolest Mom, which basically insures you will be coolest person!) So. Ahem. When I’m not thinking of the new bebe, I’m thinking... [Read more...]
Repetition, why do we, repeat, why do we, repeat?
One of the things that draws us to film? No one ever says- What? I didn’t hear you. Repeat that. Speak up. What did you say? I thought you said..You are mumbling. Huh? Why do you keep saying that! There’s rarely stuttering, unless its obviously built into a character to such a degree as to show extreme shyness. Once a characters’... [Read more...]
