media: palm stems, rubber bands, cutting board, chalice. View album here.
No. I don’t believe he did.
Did Blood Diamond lie? Does that fact that it’s fiction make it any less true?
Daisey’s theatrical performances are precisely that, but that doesn’t make the issues he raises any less valid. He’s a performance artist, not a journalist. Remember when Bailey got in trouble on that episode of WKRP In Cincinnati for reading that story about the butterfly on-air? Les Nessman was all beside himself because the story wasn’t true. But it wasn’t a story, was it? It was a poem. And poems can be true without being true. Stories can be true even if they’re not.
If Daisey presented everything in his production as factual down to the last detail, I’d probably take a different position on this. But he is an artist, and artists need to be able to render the truth via facsimile and proximity. And that’s for the sake of the truth and all with ears to hear it. There may never have been a Prodigal Son, but that story’s still true, isn’t it?
Tiffany Erkisen is raising money for clean water, and there’s a really cool art piece in the mix. Check out her most recent post!
When I have little to no clue what I’m doing here, in this life, with these dreams, and with my junk drawer of mismatched talents.
I just don’t get it.
My life at times seems to resemble that bag that Mary Poppins had- she just kept pulling things out here and there, things that didn’t seem to fit, things that may not have made sense, other things that were simply magical, yet they all served some purpose to her. What do you do with what you have when it doesn’t seem to fit together?
You throw it out there and you let the pieces lay where they fall. *
*Disclaimer: this is in no way foolproof.
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Cool post from screenwriter Scott W. Smith. Scott shares a piece by Maureen Doud about 50s-starlet-turned-nun Dolores Hart, the subject of award-winning documentary “God Is The Bigger Elvis.” What a great and profound title!
“HOW do you marry God after you’ve kissed the King?”
NY Times/ Where the Boys Aren’t
“When I met Elvis, I met a very sweet and very courteous young man who jumped to his feet and said ‘Hello,’ and ‘ How do you do, Miss Dolores?’ I was very touched by his courtesy and honesty, and I thought immediately I would like this fellow.”
A spiritual documentary about a 73-year-old nun living in a rural Benedictine monastery/farm in Bethlehem, Connecticut might not seem like the easiest route to take to the Oscars, but it worked for God Is the Bigger Elvis—the story of former a Hollywood actress who once kissed Elvis Presley in a movie.
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Well said, Mike.
“Sometimes I can’t say the things I want to because it’s out of reach.
I am not able to say it, regardless of how hard I try. I stare blank
stares and feel like I have no mouth.Then the art in each of us starts
to speak through another. I hear it perfectly said and am satisfied,
relieved in a way, and when I hear it I laugh the laugh of bona fide
truth, obvious delight….It has taken me a half century to see we sing
the songs the other can’t sing – that we give each other the voice we
do not have of ourselves alone.”
– Michael Nesmith (today on Facebook)