I have been home 5 days.,..I have argued with Steve for 4 of them…like a typical cat being placed in her Home I am reluctant to return to normal and the Home keeper the one I know built this with me..ME …it is ME…….we pay the price..for letting me out…always.
I am sad to say I function better in La La land…I am happiest there because there are others like me..i am isolated here in this house…so quiet and clam and peaceful….
I want the energy of Edinburgh here…I wish for that here in my heart in my soul…I hope I can build it here…
I loved doing my one woman show…I want to build it out more physically…I want to create more movement to it…I want to unplug it and allow myself to find new items in it..on my own.
I am sad it is over…I know it had to end…all things….and I am happy I ventured to that part of the world and although it is . a cruel reminder of how desperate I am to play in the creative…in My creative …on my own in my own voice….I am happy I saw that world….it makes me realize I was not wishing for a thing that wasn’t possible…it IS possible…a CITY that adores theater and can’t wait to have more and more of it..and artist who wanted to do the same…it felt like artist up was the theme…
It was a month long festival of the ARTS…..a place that celebrated new voices and new stories….i want that for MIami….more of it…in a way that isn’t about rewards but participation and support… People wanting to come here and play….see plays….engage and create….
