You love too don’t you? How do you love? That’s what I heard each time I was asked the question “How was your Valentine’s Day?”Oh perception. It’s just small talk. Tiny talk for this week’s Monday. It is Tuesday, because there was a real holiday on Monday. But I am surprised how many times I am asked the question. I’m surprised how subtly it throws me off balance. It’s such a potential minefield of a Read more
Why are romantics hopeless? Isn’t hope the basic foundation for romance? It’s the thing you’re pinning your bets on when you take a chance with your heart. You are *actively* hoping for a happy ending. I am an unabashed romantic. I am also a practical romantic. Is that an oxymoron? Perhaps, I don’t care. I like spontaneity but I resent waste. I love presents but I hate the pedestrian. Give from the heart, but put Read more
I had a whole other post ready to go and then the news came. I had recently noted that I haven’t posted much about acting or the craft, about my influences and inspirations. I sat looking at the post I’d prepared, why was I stalling? I’d checked spelling and grammar, all good. But something wasn’t sitting right. It felt disingenuous to proceed as planned, the news was momentous. The great Cicely Tyson had died at Read more
Imagine a thing. A thing you’ve never seen before but there it is, in your mind’s eye. You can see it. You can see it so clearly and so precisely you can see it into existence. That’s how an inventor thinks. But we all have that power.Everything you can see was once imagined. From the intricate invention of the device in your hand to the double walled mug keeping my tea warm as I write, Read more
I’ve finished all my Christmas chocolates. The rich dark brick from ChocoSol. The bar from SOMA with decadent cocoa nibs sprinkled across it. The Camino single origin. All gone. These are not bars for binging. They are artisanal, imagine a Lady Danbury eyebrow arch, to be savoured square by square. They’re the plus one to an afternoon coffee or tea. My stash usually lasts until the Lunar New Year. It is the 13th of January. Read more
Sylvie’s Love. Black love in cinematic technicolor. I am here for it. It was released on Amazon just before Christmas 2020. The trailer and pictures had me pining for the Sunday matinee movie dates I used to have with my mother. I was busy with actual Christmas and closing out the year so only got around to viewing it this week. It was gorgeous, mom would have loved it. It’s a classic love story told Read more
Bin it. Chuck it. Trash it. Dash it wey. However you want to say it, it’s the end of a garbage year. And yet… It’s not going to be dumped in some landfill and forgotten. It’s part of the future. The pandemic will continue past midnight. 2021 isn’t going to be a fabulous clean slate ushering in an era of unicorns and sudden robust health for all. The stench of 2020 is going to seep Read more
Life is loud. It is as if we are collectively making our way across Times Square; no matter what direction you’re heading you are going against a current of bodies, some notice you, some are oblivious to their bruising impact as they hustle by. There are always those trying to get your attention, some in blatant and naked appeals to center the spotlight on themselves. (Literally wearing nothing but paint or a guitar.) We are Read more