Another audience shot. This young lady was the sister of a reader. It was fascinating to watch her reaction throughout the readings. This expression was my favorite…just plain exquisite.
Over the last few warm days the ice in the John Street canal has begun to melt, bringing about some interesting images. This photo captures the reflection of the old mill building. What I like about this photo is the slight water movement making the windows look like old columns and the numbers shapes and “pictures-within-the-picture”.
Hopefully you see a reflection through your own pane of glass- something that helps you discover layers, motion and beauty: your window.
This is a photo of one of the audience members for “Monologues Beyond the Erotic”. Believe me most of the audience members listen as intently has her
This is a photo of one of the readers/performance artists for “Monologues Beyond the Erotic” Readers. These women read from a script provided to them, it was not their story but a composite of many stories recorded through interviews by the author.
The interview this performance artist read focused on “Uterine Prolapse” which can be caused by lack of sex. Very interesting concept to me as I really didn’t understand prior that a woman’s choice of celibacy could mean the trade off of a physical ailment taking over.
Tonight I attended the stage reading of my friend’s (pictured here) Master’s Project featuring monologues that explore African American women and their sexual/erotic voice. It was an amazing evening being exposed to the voices and stories of Black women. I can’t get too deep into this…let’s just say I learned a lot about women’s fears, pleasures, health concerns as it relates to sexual activity — and of course I learned a lot about myself. The reality is there is much we don’t talk about—but need too. I can’t wait until this turns into a stage play.
Since tonight was about Black women, my next few posts will highlight some of the beautiful women that came to support tonights reading.
Listening to this lovely, wise and wonderful lady tell stories of a life worth living and how the South End of Boston has changed over the last fifty years was just amazing. She took us step by step through how the legendary leaders of the South End (of Boston) overcame the challenges of her time while helping to foster in social and economic justice. While she believes, we still have a lot of work to do she is proud of her contribution, as am I. The evening was full of storytellers but her smile and quiet belly laugh made my night.
What do I hope, to have powerful, funny, sentimental, joyous stories that make me laugh/cry deep down in my belly to tell! “Real joy comes not from ease or riches or from the praise of men, but from doing something worthwhile.” – Sir Wilfred Grenfell
Yes, its cold as heck in Lowell, Massachusetts right now. As a matter of fact my phone indicates it nine degrees outside right now. Adjust for a wind chill factor and it’s ten below zero. But like life, when things are freezing all around you, it may be time to get in touch with your inner beauty. I hope this photo reflects the beauty that can happen inside when you shine a little light on it.
All, I’ve been hearing today is that it is “Blue Monday”, reportedly the most depressing day of the year. Well, I say “Blue Monday” is a song not worth singing. I believe on this day, we should remember there is no blue without yellow and orange. Today, we should use those three colors and paint a picture of hope, faith, and of spirits rising. Today, lets lift our voices and sing a different tune.
As part of my third year at the 365 project I’ve decided to participate in the WordPress “Weekly Photo Challenge”. This weeks’ challenge is grounded in the word “BEGINNING”. For me this word brings forth an old quote I remember. (Hope I got this right)“…The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself.” In my mind that space in between the butterfly and flower represent perfect imperfection growing into its own.
Thaddeus Miles 365 Project Page 