A place where writing becomes a voice. It becomes a face. A body. A soul. A world without any boundaries. A creativity that pushes itself to the point of falling deep into its own abyss, only to reappear as something else. Something far beautiful… A reflection of ourselves – whether it be poetry, storytelling, journalism, or just sharing a pure, genuine thought.
Jun 29
When Matt asked me to be an artist at quiet Speaks, my blood pressure went up and I started sweating. Thank goodness, i was wearing deodorant.
I hadn’t been on stage in over 6 months.
What if I didn’t know how to act anymore. What if I threw up. What if? I told him to let me …
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/back-in-the-saddle-again/
May 14
From Eric Baus “Tuned Droves”
NEW RULE: for every day off, one book. This way those uncelebrated library tommmeesss, neatly stacked to be forgotten, might actually go back into public circulation. The process of return date, renewal, return date, renewal, spanning the last few months is just shameful—
I strictly read to be …
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/935/
Apr 28
With the music I listen to, with the movies I watch…
I try to find a connection in some way, shape, or form when it comes to writing something. Right now, I’ve started a couple writing projects via poetry. “The Pretty Women” & “War of the Roses”. Over the past couple weeks, I’ve been feeling as …
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/what-inspires-me-presently-when-i-think-of-gender/
Apr 28
Lately, my girlfriend and I have been watching quite a few movies. One of the many things we have in common, Movies. Music. Even though, there’s some music I particular would purchase in a heartbeat, my lady probably wouldn’t do it. But it’s cool.
Reading Josh’s blog posting yesterday, in it’s own way, lined …
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/finding-my-way-through-finding-the-art-of-expression/
Apr 27
I’m in the middle of my second draft of the script for quiet‘s August production, The Beating of a Warrior’s Heart. As I’ve been exploring the characters and discovering the story over the past month and a half (not including the year that this project has been germinating in the background while working on other …
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/the-vacuum-or-you-cant-create-art-in-a-bubble/
Apr 26
Concrete, cement, oil slicks, exhaust. Exhaustion. When I wake up aching for air that seems to contain a magical quality of rejuvenation, when my mind echoes off the constant noise of traffic, I head to the woods. I’m not out to summit mountains, I’m there to let my mind be quiet and my soul be …
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/wandering-in-the-woods/
Apr 06
These pictures are always here. The different voices and tone steady ring,
the colors and shapes of emotion – various.
The forest of words doesn’t do much justice in the tree of expression.
My leaves forever autumn.
My sky a constant Seattle daily,
behavoir shy and tempered. A need of chopping down some of these branches.
Lashing out toward the chance …
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/evening/
Mar 23
I was really in the mood to write something. Didn’t have my mind on anything in particular. Was listening to track from Radiohead. The sound just pretty much moved my mind in a sexual direction.
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/the-hard-quick/
Mar 19
I am messing around with form and function in my poetry as I try to figure out how to deal with the pressures of to-do lists and the call of my artistic soul. Check out what I have so far…comments/suggestions are welcome.
CUP
Juggernaut
I’m caught between nonfat vanilla and three venti mocha addictions
As the plastic stick …
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/cup/
Mar 12
She does not know her beauty
how it radiates from hands
that sketch noir lines across ivory fibers
thin fingers gripping knuckle white onto the sphere
of expression pouring from hooded eyes
fierce green in there blackout home
She does not know her beauty
that resides in the fringe that cloisters
raging, charging motions
emotions
glass that glistens in streaming escape
tinted with stolen ink
She does …
Permanent link to this article: http://quietonline.org/blog/beauty-unknown/
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