more confused than angry more stuffed away than needing to speak more afraid of meaning than feeling more resentful than righteous more betrayed than mistrustful more disgusted than indulgent more agitated more disappointed more hurt more angry about the understanding than the experiencing such a fleeting moment it lingers longer than is comfortable then is…
Tag: Barbara Jwanouskos
#4
the stopped second hand on the clock still, flat water dancing light reflections feathers from a thousand pillows fall from the sky the night’s cold warmth opens its mystery
#2
plastic granite table filled with phat beats ridge around the edge cut up yourself up when you bump and try to fill this feast of plenty feast of a thousand songs playing in plentiful unison heartbreaking to soulful whisperers in the dark in the darkness you look better you can see you how a book…
Hot Tub Music Loop
I discover the name of a song that has been haunting me for 15 years…
my adventure
begins with a long road i picture myself lifted up floating i know i can do this now! and my vision pierces through light and dark like an arrow that doesn’t land there is no end
pay attention
to the way in which despite the cuts from endless sources the emerging growth an interruption of thought glimmers softly along your walk please pay close attention
Writing Progress
“…previously, my process of writing mostly involved swirling down the drain of imposter syndrome while simultaneously self-flagellating until the deed was done enough. After a recovery period of varying length, I’d say, ‘hmm there must be an easier way.'”
The Real World – Theater Edition: Get It Out
Barbara Jwanouskos, putting it out there. My mind races constantly. From what I’ve gathered, this is pretty normal. It’s filled with so much stuff that I can have trouble focusing on any one thing. I think some would say that they’re good at multi-tasking when they have this quality – I not sure I believe…
Theater Around The Bay: In Every Ending, A Beginning
Barbara Jwanouskos, thinking, remembering. My first teacher in playwriting – really, the first teacher that taught me how to write and parse out creative thought – was Naomi Iizuka. Among many things that have stuck with me over time is how she would describe beginnings and endings. She asked us to take notice and reflect…
The Real World – Theater Edition: A Couple Words
Barbara Jwanouskos, speaking up. So, it’s been a while since I’ve written more of an editorial for San Francisco Theater Pub instead of conducting an interview with a local theater maker, but I thought I’d write down a couple words this week because I’ve been thinking. I’ve been thinking about how our artistic systems are…