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Monday, April 16, 2012
Excerpt of the final performance of "Seeking Silence" in NYC.
"Seeking Silence" was written by TS Hawkins. Puppets and Masks were created by Kyla McHale and Joesph Therrien. This piece was designed and performed by TS Hawkins, Kyla McHale, Joseph Therrien, Renee Dumouchel, Katie Issel Pitre and Kathryn Wilkening.
"Seeking Silence" raises thoughtful questions and respects its audience enough to not provide overly simplistic answers. As the masked performers join together at the piece’s conclusion to become a sort of communal body, collectively breathing life into a giant puppet who has been sleeping at the foot of the stage, there is a sense of hope and unity, but it is not naïve or easy. There is a “library of thought” and work to be done by all of us seeking to build a true democratic community.
Alphabet Arts created Puppets & Poets in part to test our theory that mixing seemingly-disparate art forms can create something new that is perhaps more expressive and more effective in communicating and connecting with audiences. "Seeking Silence" proves this theory correct. It is an impressive feat (and a rare treat) to see poetry, puppetry, mask, and dance/movement fused so beautifully on stage. ~Amber West, MFA, PhD Poet & Alphabet Arts co-founder
Friday, April 13, 2012
Sensation of verses pulsate unsolicited phalanges to scribble
Where parchment scratches passion inked out loud
Never quieting long strokes through sheets
Crinkle moans with ballpoint
Pen in between breaths
Dipped noted nipples
Swirl cumshaws ‘round spine
Enlace erasure indentations
There’s no paraphrasing here
Graphing until thesis is leaking down thighs
Lick lexicon around diction’s nape
Delectation is spelled with tabbed back arches
Travailing POV’s created over coffee and tea
Delete the assumptions of what this was
Draft me raw
Authenticity tastes better quilled on my skin