nephew

I’m babysitting for my nephew today, like I do every Wednesday, and he’s having a hard time of it. I think he might be getting sick. His mom is suspicious of sickness, too, thinking he slept a bunch this morning probably in an attempt to fight off whatever ails him.

Now, he’s been wailing and moaning for over a half an hour as I go back into his nursery telling him, “I love you…I love you…”

When I enter he smiles and giggles. He crawls to the back of his crib and gives and impish grin. I feel fooled. I pick him up, and he clings to me, hoping I won’t put him back down. But I do. And he cries. And I tell him I love him again. Then, I shut the door only to hear his scream pierce through the baby monitor in the living room.

He’s a good kid, really. My sister and her husband are very lucky. Hell, I’m very lucky. I get to spend every Wednesday afternoon with the tyke, wrestling, playing, tossing him in the air, feeding him, and putting him down for a nap. Usually. This is the second time in over a year of sitting with him he’s not gone down, and I’m about to give up this fight. Go in and let him roam wild. Live for another day, another nap, another time.

But, my sister and her family are moving to Maplewood, NJ at the beginning of October, and I wonder how much time I’ll get to spend with him after they move. How many more naps will there be? How quickly will he grow up? Will he be talking by the time I see him next? I don’t want to miss important moments in his life, even if he is only my nephew.

His other uncle lives in Nashville, TN. I asked my brother-in-law (the other uncle’s brother) how he’s doing down there.

“He’s good,” he replies. “I think he misses the baby, though.”

I’m sure he does. I guess I’ll count myself fortunate they’ll only be 1 1/2 hours away by train, rather than several hours by airplane. I remind myself I don’t really need to worry about next month yet. I’m here, he wants to be up, and he wants to be with me. Maybe he senses our weekly time together is coming to a close. Maybe he’s just coming down with something.

Whatever the case, I just keep reminding myself I’m just fortunate to have today.
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Ironically, as I wrote this, he fell asleep.

blogs

Freedom of speech is such a weird thing. Every time I write something on this blog, I wonder if it’s going to come back and haunt me some day. That could be my over inflated sense of ego, or my extreme concern for not wanting to hurt others feelings. Either way, I do criticize and make political points here from time to time. Everyone has a right to voice her/his opinion.

Still, the ever flowing venom that oozes from many bloggers’ fingertips as they type feels like reality television. People create all these dramas, trash other bloggers, reporters and people (read: celebrities) to drive traffic to their sites. I get it: the more drama there is, the more likely people are to watch/read. But, if Jon & Kate Plus 8 has taught us anything (I almost linked to their website, and stopped myself because this is exactly the kind of dehumanization I wish to subside), we’ve learned people are tired of it. We understand it’s all orchestrated. I hope we do, at least. The backbiting and underhanded writing about people in our own artistic communities is overly political, divisive and childish.

There, of course, is plenty of room for constructive criticism in all aspects of life. This blog, I hope, represents that. We are in an age where we are more interconnected than ever before. When we trash our fellow human beings, we really trash ourselves. I know this touchy-feely blogging may sound cheesy or lame. Fine. The anger that these other venomous blogs bring up in the community at large are not what I wish to put out there.

There’s an old adage: Inside of me there are two dogs. One dog is vicious and destructive. The other is gentle and kind. The vicious dog constantly fights the kind dog. Which dog wins? Answer – the one I feed the most.

Here’s some beauties encouraging and enlightening the collective kind dog:

Ashley Austin’s blog explores all things graphic and crafty.
http://lovelypiecesdesign.blogspot.com

The Hart sisters update on good foods they enjoy and create.
http://www.mousebouche.blogspot.com

And, Qui Nguyen muses on play writing, his theatre company, Vampire Cowboys, and thoughts to his unborn son (who’s now joyfully joined us in this world!).
http://beyondabsurdity.blogspot.com

These places celebrate creativity and don’t stir up drama for drama’s sake. I like the freshness of what they share, and I hope as I continue to follow them they feed my own creativity in exciting ways.

Reluctantly, I recently joined Tumblr. “Another social networking site, really?” Surprisingly, I’m finding it tons of fun. As they self-profess, Tumblr is more of a scrapbook than a typical rant and rave blog. It also allows the user to re-blog and favorite items so they automatically appear in one’s own Tumblr feed. I’ve just started playing there, but every day I find my eyes exploding from the visual candied popcorn appearing in my feed (which dog do you feed?).

I know there’s negativity everywhere, and we can all say what we want. That’s how it works, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. All in all, though, this sharing style is more up my ally. All I can do is work on myself, but in the mean time I’ll attempt to keep the positivity high here in hopes of creating a better world in which we can all help the kind dog win in the end.

fringe nyc 2009

Just wanted to give a quick big up to the New York International Fringe Festival. I’ve seen 15 solo shows in Fringe NYC this year. I think it’s my way of coping with not being able to to go to Edinburgh. In the past, I’ve scouted for the soloNOVA Arts Festival at the Fringe NYC, but I’ve never seen so many in one year. Generally a mixed bag (as are most fringe festivals around the world), this year’s Fringe NYC solo shows have been good to very good on the whole. It’s exciting for me, as a curator of solo shows, to see so many people attending. I have been to multiple sold out performances for solo shows, and it encourages me that there is an audience out there.

Moreover, the old misnomer that every solo show is about the author and therapy on one’s own life has generally been disproved. I’ve seen puppets, stand-up, music and character pieces, and out of the 15, I’d say 2 were great, 3 were bad and the other 10 pretty entertaining. I’m very happy, too, to see Time Out NY and NYTheatre.com reviewing all 201 shows in this year’s festival. While it may not be the most scientific way of reviewing such a behemoth, it’s gotten the word out in a great way. I’m certain these reviews helped bring in audience to shows (especially out-of-towners) that deserved to be seen.

Looking forward to the final 3 shows – 2 of which I’m off to right…now!

plays in peoria

The New York Times reported new National Endowment for the Arts chair Rocco Landesman is going to visit Peoria, IL to see what plays there. Peoria is my hometown. I was born there, and I moved to Canton, IL, which is about 30 minutes from Peoria, when I was 9 years old. At 12, I started working in community theatre in The Fulton County Playhouse. Just before I moved to New York City to study theatre, I had the honor of performing in Big River, Metropolis and Lucky Stiff, all produced at Eastlight Theatre in East Peoria, IL. Central Illinois theatre was integral to who I am.

It was at Eastlight I first had exposure to Actors Equity Association, performing with a guest actor from Chicago. It was at Eastlight I performed in a Midwest regional premiere of Metropolis. It was at Eastlight I decided to become a professional in the theatre. The opportunities I received at Eastlight and The Fulton County Playhouse taught me the essentials of what I do every day. I learned how to build sets, how to act, how to write, how to run sound (with lack of barking recordings, I found myself backstage “playing” the dog in Steel Magnolias), and how to work as a team.

When I read the original interview in the NY Times last week, I was put off. I didn’t say it out loud to anyone, but I was. I needed a few days to digest it. There’s always a stigma on community theatre. I get it. It’s for people working as doctors, lawyers, teachers, chiropractors, and IT techs that have decent voices, did theater in high school or college and still have the bug. It’s not professional, it’s not as good as Chicago theatre, and it’s certainly not Broadway. But, if one delves into the New York theatre scene, a vast majority of theatre artists trying to make it in this unforgiving business work as bartenders, waiters, temporary assistants, nannies, paralegals, and real estate agents. They are New Yorkers, pursuing careers in theatre, but they do other jobs to pay the rent. These artists return to regional theaters and grace them with their talents, inspiring young people to pursue insane lives as vagabonds, directors, raconteurs, clowns, actors, designers and artists. We’re all artists. We all matter. We’re just having different experiences.

The Peoria Players Theatre, Cornstock Theatre, and The Peoria Civic Center, which brings in professional national tours of plays and musicals like Broadway Bound with Zeljko Ivanek, (who’s career I’ve followed since I was in high school) and Cats (of course) are other wonderful Peoria theatres that inspired me through their productions and programming. I would be remiss in not mentioning them. Though I never worked for those theatres, many of my former colleagues did. They still invigorate the city of Peoria, IL. They produce plays from Broadway and Off Broadway, bringing New York playwrights to the Midwest. They encourage young people just starting off to passionately pursue this profession.

Fortunately, Kathy Chitwood, executive director at Eastlight, and Suzette Boulais, the executive director of ArtsPartners of Central Illinois had the tenacity to reach out to Mr. Landesman and challenge him. I’m very proud to know Kathy, and I wish her all the best when meeting with Mr. Landesman. From what I’ve heard he’s a tough nut, but he’s a fair one. Mr. Landesman said of Kathy and Ms. Boulais’ invitation to visit Peoria, “I think it’s something we’re all going to have good fun with. It’s great for the Peoria folks — having some attention. And we can make a statement about the N.E.A. — we do intend to be everywhere. I’m looking forward to it.”

Eastlight’s recent production of Rent is just closed, but if it’s like any of the shows they produced 15 years ago, it was professional and well acted. They include outstanding singers that bring the Heart of Illinois together to drink theatre in like an oasis in the desert. I’m happy to hear Mr. Landesman is visiting in early December when Eastlight presents its annual production of Joseph and the Amazing Technecolor Dreamcoat. It’s a fantastic representation of what they do.

There’s a reason for the old saying “Will it play in Peoria?” They’re cultured. And the only reason they are cultured is because its theatre companies bring plays like Albee’s The Goat, or Who Is Sylvia? and Lindsay-Abair’s Rabbit Hole to their stages. When you see a mob of high school students craning their necks in Times Square, blocking the sidewalk because they are jazzed that they’re going to see Avenue Q or Hair on Broadway, it’s because of these fine artists living in Peoria and thousands of other smaller cities across America. They are our life blood. If we cease to support them, we cease to exist. It is very important Mr. Landesman understands this when he visits.
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One more thing – I have to credit two other people when touting my current career path. Jim Carter and Ilene Carter are my parents, and without their encouragement and support as I worked my way through these estemed institutions (existing longer than most New York theatre companies) I would not be a playwright, producer and advocate of theatre in all its splendor. Thanks to them for all their support.

no news day

It’s my birthday, and after the horrible stuff on the news the past couple of days, I’ve been advised to take a “No News Day.” Basically, I’m preventing myself from watching news on T.V. or the internet for the day. Not reading it, either, unless I see catastrophic headline along the lines of 9/11.

It’s been a great day so far. Had breakfast with my love, went shoe shopping and got an awesome new pair of kicks: Came back to the neighborhood, and my sister bought me lunch at a new Thai spot, Pagoda, and dessert (here I am with my nephew at Fortunato Brothers):
Then, I returned home.

I turned on the computer, and I was almost shaking. Tricky when trying to avoid the news. Links are all over Facebook, forget about it when turning on Twitter, and my tabs are all open to various news organizations websites.

I was determined to not consume new news. So, to whom did I turn?

That’s right…the one man who is the news, but isn’t:

The Daily Show With Jon Stewart Mon – Thurs 11p / 10c
PR
www.thedailyshow.com
http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:item:comedycentral.com:240956
Daily Show
Full Episodes
Political Humor Spinal Tap Performance

Thanks, Mr. Stewart, for brightening my day, putting it all in perspective, and giving me a taste of the news without actually watching it. You helped make this birthday a happy one.

Tonight, I look forward to continuing the happiness with SUBTERRANEAN, terraNOVA Collective’s monthly variety night. Carlos Andrés Gómez and Rebecca Hart & the Sexy Children play tonight’s event, which is doubling as my birthday party.

Whew. Who’d have thought I’d make it this far?

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