Life imitates Art

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Tractors on Bole Road in Addis Ababa.  Almost an exact scene from my film (still being written).  I’ve lost writing confidence, not sure why.  Need to find my way back as life and art continue to overlap.

 

 

Rumble Play Reading: 13 April

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Last night I held a reading of my “Rumble in the Jungle” play at my new glass house in Johannesburg.  Blessed to have everyone participate and bring this beast to life.  My head and heart is now full of changes to make.  Thanks everyone . . .

I am fennel . . .

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An odd thing has happened as I have moved back to working full time within a big mining organization.  I took the job because I was worn out by being out there on my own – managing so many jobs and writing projects – a heavy freedom.   Now, being part of an organization, I now imagine myself as fennel.  On its own fennel is a strange and sometimes difficult food, but as part of a soup, it add a unique flavor while losing its singular bite.  I am now enjoying being part of a mix, my identity now much more about how I influence others and they me.  The break and context I’ve sorely needed.

 

Amazing Life

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Have been working in Ghana, Liberia, South Africa, DRC, and Tanzania  for the last six months, and will continue to do so for awhile.  One of my big jobs to figure out how to co-exist with the hundreds of thousands of Artisanal and Small Scale miners that work in and around our mining operations.  Some pictures from Tanzania.  An amazing life . . . .

“Rumble” Play Reading

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Got through the “Rumble in the Jungle” play reading.  It was an early second draft, but great to hear it aloud in a room.  At events like this I’m reminded that theatre only really exists between us, and so amazing to hear it come alive.  It was wonderful, painful, exhilarating, crushing, many things all at once.  Back to writing, thanks to all who made it happen.