An aging ham ponders life
This is probably not what you are expected based upon the title. I am talking about the hole left behind after playing Otto in Noel Coward's Design for Living earlier this month. The hole left by Coward and his play. It was an amazing experience. Possibly my most favourite production to have worked on to... Continue Reading →
Life, it goes in circles as I try to catch it. Its face is happy yet violently angry too. It temps me with a coyish beckoning and as I come close, it bites and screams pushing me away and the chase starts again. Why do I chase such a two faced thing you ask. It... Continue Reading →
I was clearly in a very strange place when writing this piece. Walking down the steps to the ground floor, of my single level caravan, I folded my arms to greet the old day. I hurriedly pulled off my shoes that I had worn all my life and yanked the cat's tail that tickled my... Continue Reading →
Multitudes of malingering mountain maggots! My mind is in the fogs of haze, the pits of confusion striding bravely though walls of solid snow not knowing but caring where it goes. Wearing naked cloth upon his clothed brow to soak the beads of pearl that pour from around his eyes. I see the fires of... Continue Reading →
Passing friends march together on different planes at different times. Their footsteps echo through murky fog that muffles and drags sound screaming through its own pomposity. They know each other well yet have not met and no matter how far they walk, they never will. Passing friends march together to different beats on different drums.... Continue Reading →
With time on my hands, I discover the uncovered country that had never been there all along. It drags me through sights that I had always forgotten and blew me back the breath I sighed. I have asked it to stop, but time it seems, is too short for rest. "I've never been able to... Continue Reading →
It has been a week already into the show. Three shows, with two more weeks left, and I my having the time of my life. I have loosened up as a person, and a performer, and it has affected me in such an incredible way. Last year, Closer put me into some very confrontational situations... Continue Reading →
Cast adrift in a deep wide yonder I bide my time with sing-song. With too much time to wonder 'Where has all my life gone?' My futile paddling gains me little But helps to occupy my hopeless sole. The rain it falls like windswept spittle While water currents take full control. My boat, Leaky. With... Continue Reading →
We are into our rehearsals for Design for Living, and I am working like a dog to get my lines down as early as possible. So far I'm doing well, I think. Sadly, as does often occur, one of our cast members has pulled out of the show. I'm not aware of the circumstances other... Continue Reading →
Today I was asked an interesting question which initially I found rather flattering, then a little difficult, then a downright challenge. “How do you find the confidence to openly write/say what is on your mind without fear of repercussions?” It’s not a particularly unusual question, rather one that is a struggle for many people, as […]... Continue Reading →
Reflection of a Ham 