~ The following is a creative response (stage play) to the visual–a photograph by Marco Antonio Cruz from his book Habitar La Oscuridad (Inhabiting the dark). This particular photograph is one of many taken by Cruz that[…]
Tag: fear
Ophelia–The Deluge (A Character Perspective)
NOTE: Due to aesthetic purposes, and what I personally believe would disrupt the flow of the piece, I have not titled my sections. While each section should still be clear without a title, I have[…]
Hamlet’s Daddy Issues (Liam and Judy)
To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles, And[…]
Behind My Eyes
I’ve always been scared of eyes. I don’t like things touching my eye talking about eyes, thinking about eyes. Bright lights are fires sticks of eyeliner are sticks of dynamite, eye contact is painful. […]
The Colour of Corruption
White is a beautiful colour. White is a quiet and peaceful expression of childhood – it is pure, innocent, virtuous. White exists as a perfect combination of every colour in the spectrum – it is[…]
A Requiem – To Me
If there is one thing I have learned throughout my life, it’s that an innocent man will always be used by others. Those that are corrupt. Whether it is his parents, siblings, or friends, there[…]
Who am I?
I don’t know. But I have some ideas. Vanity- Mentally, Physically- My Facade Believe it or not, I concern myself over the opinions and thoughts of others more than I would[…]
This Loving
I love you. We’ve all heard these words before. We’ve said them before. We’ve given them out like they were candies wrapped in little blue boxes with silver strings, we’ve imagined them into our[…]
Polished Personal Response–Swept Under the Rug
~ Creative response to the visual “Waited” by Clive Smith, deriving inspiration from the image of the rug in order to explore the constraints that fearful circumstances can have on an individual. These constraints can then[…]
Not Understanding
I believe the most tragic thing that can happen to someone is not the death of a loved one or one’s self, but the loss or inability to understand. I do not mean understanding the[…]